It is time to do the performance, I walked slowly. My body was so sweaty and slippery. My hands slipped away from each other. The performance started. It was like butterflies were in my stomach. My heart started pounding in my chest. I took a big breath; it kind of helped me. I hoped no one laughs at me. “My costume looks funny” I thought. I don’t want to wear my costume. I looked funny because. I was a clown with a big red nose. It was fun in the end.