Me: "Okay, here goes nothing. Are you ready, Patrick?"
Patrick: *nods eagerly* "Yeah, I'm all ears. Let's see what you've got."
Me: *takes a deep breath* "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for being here tonight..."
Patrick: *interrupts* "Stop, stop! You're rushing through it way too fast. Slow down and make it count."
Me: *frustrated* "I am trying, Patrick. It's not as easy as it looks!"
Patrick: *sighs* "I know, sis. Just take your time and focus on projecting confidence. You've got this."
My brother Patrick sat on his bed and waited patiently for me to begin. As I held the speech in my right hand, I felt the page crinkle between my fingertips. I read my speech loudly, but my brother shook his head disapprovingly. He told me I didn’t sound confident enough. With a heavy heart, I knew I was in for a long day of practicing.
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