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She took a deep breath as she patiently waited for the show to begin. This would be her first time performing in such a large audience, and she anxiously anticipated the beginning of the event that could make or break her violin career. It was her second year learning under the greatest violinists in New York, and she was thrilled with the places her imagination took her if the performance went as planned. She knew her parents would be in the audience cheering her on, and that was all the motivation she needed to be prepared for an excellent performance. She closed her eyes as the lights got brighter and the curtains opened rapidly queuing the beginning of her career-defining show.
She took a deep breath as she patiently waited for the show to begin. She sat in the front row, with the perfect view of the stage before her. The lights of the arena flickered out and the screams of thousands of adoring female fans rose through the space. The girl’s heart beat faster, thumping in her chest like a jackrabbit, and when the multicolored spotlights lit up the stage, she grinned and cheered. The band’s lead singer stood center stage and looked to her, smiling and blowing her a kiss before belting out the lyrics of the opening song.