The Piano Concert
“Next up is Aviral Agarwal,” The announcer said, struggling to say my name. My stomach did a few loop de loops as I took a deep breath and stood up. I looked around taking in everything. I could see the light brown planks on the stage, and the curtain. It felt like everything was in slow motion as I started to walk towards the piano. Every step that I took felt like a year had passed by. I could feel the eyes of the crowd upon me, as if they were watching just to see if I was going to make a mistake. I felt so awkward and stiff as I walked. I felt a shiver go down my spine, as I got closer to the piano. I stared at the sleek black Yamaha piano in front of me too afraid to look at the crowd. Still though, I dared myself to look at the crowd, and regretted it immediately. A whole new level of nervousness overcame me, as I saw how many people were in the crowd. I started to think about all the places ...