I was scared. I came down with a bad case of stage fright. I sang but I sang badly. Kids were laughing and whispering, too. I felt terrible.
The day that the parts were given out was the worst of all. Stephanie got the lead role and I, I got nothing. She walked by me with her hand-full of friends (in my book wanna be’s) and called me a dreamer. What’s so bad about a dreamer? In your book, nothing. In my book, everything. I could dream but not do. Stephanie could dream but did what she dreamed. Now, she’s famous singing on a stage with millions of fans who love her. She’s signing autographs’ and is making the cover of every magazine. Me? I’m sitting here typing this on my computer