y 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.

Question

Write a few lines of dialogue based on this narrative.

Answer 1

“I don’t get it, Sarah. You’ve practiced this a million times. Why do you sound so unsure?” Patrick leaned forward, his brow furrowed.

“I don’t know! Maybe it’s just because I’m nervous, okay?” I snapped, feeling the weight of his expectations.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You need to believe in what you’re saying. Here, try it again. Project your voice!”

I took a deep breath, straightened my back, and started over. “Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you today—”

“See! You’re already mumbling. Start strong!” he interrupted, his tone encouraging but firm.

“Ugh, Patrick! This is not helping!” I groaned, but deep down, I knew he was right.