Day before the show

 Dear Diary, 

'' Tomorrow's the day! ''

'' I can’t believe it. It’s been almost a year coming now. The big show. All the lights will be on little old me. Oh, heavens, I’m almost shaking with nerves. The stage is set, clothes are ready, I’ve been practising like there’s no tomorrow! I mean, this could be it! This could be my raison d'etre! My true purpose, to shine above them all. I can’t mess up. ''

'' Fancy’s been telling me to rest up and be ready. I can’t believe it’s actually happening.. Flor and Fancy and Hoity... They’re all going to be there! Oh, and the sponsors! The offers I’ll get... I might faint from the sight of the crowd alone. ''

'' I can’t sleep, though. It’s all too exciting to even try. I believe they call it having butterflies here. If there are butterflies to be had, then I sure do. ''

'' I suppose I’m just nervous. So many are expecting me to be brilliant. I hope I don’t let anyone down... Vicky is still acting cold towards me. The poor dear thinks I’ve taken her place. I thought she was my friend. I guess I was wrong. ''

'' But alas, the show must go on! For the family, and for me! ''

''PS. The photographers outdid themselves this year! The skydiving photos came out magnifique! I'm keeping this here, for safekeeping. I love the simplicity!''

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