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Playing the Role
A poetic story of performing in the Fringe Festival of Edinburgh, Scotland.
Recollecting all the positives and outweighing the negatives that occurred in that week of traveling.
Multiple performances, hardened judges, positive ratings, and a chance to be nationally recognized!
I didn’t care. I had one priority on my mind, and it was trying to win her back.
We’d spent the past two years bickering, arguing, and feeling for one another with toxic tendencies.
We arrived at the airport with a huff, awkward feelings forcing myself to stand off.
The trying thought to get somewhere and create everlasting memories.
As our families waived the seven of us off, we headed to our terminal to fly out over seas.
Flights spent hiding in my books and journals confessing the conflicted emotions that lied within.
Arriving on the island of Britain,
Exploring Abbey Road, roaming the queen’s castle, and witnessing a Wicked performance.
Meals spent separating myself but my body continued gravitating towards her.
I hated the power she had over me, with each seamless spoken and unspoken word.
