She swallowed and felt her skin go damp. It was a good thing she was sitting down, because her knees felt like water. She'd told herself it wouldn't be a big deal, but she lied to herself a lot. And now everyone was staring. Waiting.
You have a voice. It's about time others heard it.
Gripping her ukulele, she raised her lips to the microphone and began to sing.
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