A Little Story of Humiliation
So, a little something happened. I had to perform a poem that we had to memorize in one of my classes and I did memorize it all. I knew it all by heart and still remember it even afterwards. So, I was all happy and excited to recite the poem since I knew I had memorized it. I could say it all flowingly with expression. So I skipped up to the front of the classroom all happy and all and I said the first stanza easily. Then, I heard people whispering and my narcissist self-consciousness just went off all of a sudden, and I thought they were whispering about me all of a sudden. I started getting nervous and then I started stuttering, reciting it slow, and shaking. I tried to keep going but I just slowly broke apart in front of everyone and forgot my poem in the middle of it. The teacher was waving hand signals trying to tell me what was next as I stood there struggling to remember. The kids started noticing and one even said, "I think she's trying to tell you something" which then made me even more embarrassed since I wouldn't get them. My best friend even started trying to communicate to me through sign language what I had to say and it helped a bit... until I would forget again. By the end of this stop and go poetry recital of absolute humiliation and embarrassment, I was on the verge of crying. So, I sat back down and started crying. I asked the teacher if I could go to the bathroom so I could freely cry and she said no. I sat there for the rest of class, my head down in my arms on the table, crying. It hurt so badly, the pain of the embarrassment. Instead of walking with my friends after class, I went straight to the bathroom where I cried and snapped the rubber band against my wrist so much that the redness didn't leave until the next day. I hated that day so much. I ended up getting a bad grade anyways.
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