The Fear of Writing

As I walked down the dreaded hallway with smiling teachers and not so happy students there was a sense of fear on my face. I sensed that it was going to be a bad day, but I could not put my finger on it. As I walked towards Ms. Hughes bright colored room the last thing I need was a big writing assignment. “Slap” the giant stack of papers fell off her desk. As I ran over to pick them up I saw in big letters “5 Page Paper” I nearly dropped dead to the floor like the papers. Ms. Hughes quickly came over with her smiling face “Thank you, Hannah, for picking the papers up”. I then asked “Is this our next assignment” she responded, “yes it is”. My hands started to sweat the room was getting warmer and sweat began to slowly drip down my face. Fear and misery quickly came into the frame of mind.

   “Ring, Ring, Ring” “everyone takes your seats,” said Ms. Hughes. As class began she started to explain the assignment and my head started to spin and every direction and out of shock on what I had to do. As she went around handing out the assignment my stomach began to turn into knots and my body could not move. “Hey you alright over there” exclaimed my friend Nicole. “Yeah, I am fine, Just a little nervous about this writing assignment”. “Don’t worry you will do fine”, said Nicole. “Ring, Ring, Ring” slowly and gingerly I get out of my chair heading out towards the door I hear “Hannah, the wait can I talk to you” shouted Ms. Hughes. I make a 360 degree towards and head towards her desk and the unknown of why she called me over has my palms sweating.

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“I noticed you looked a little pale in the face, is everything ok, do you need help with the assignment,” said Ms. Hughes. “Actually yes I would love help and I feel overwhelmed with the assignment” “No problem come and see me after school tomorrow,” said Ms. Hughes. Wow, that was easy and now I am going to get help with this assignment. This is really good because the old me would just procrastinate and I would not know what to do. There is no feeling of anxiousness and fear anymore.

   The next day when after school came around and we started to work on the paper. The more and more we worked together with the better the paper became and my confidence skyrocketed. After an hour she said “Hannah, I have to leave, what time for tomorrow” I said “I would like to write the rest of the paper by myself” Without hesitation, I typed and typed and it felt weird because I could never do this before. It’s crazy sometimes how someone can impact you and break you out of your shell. The result was an A on my paper and light at the end of the tunnel that maybe this writing thing won’t be so bad after all.

 

 

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