Failure

A time that I've experienced failure was when I was a sophomore singing my NYSSMA solo in front of my choir. Before I was even up, I remember feeling extremely nervous and uneasy. My legs wouldn't stay still and they were shaking like crazy.
The song I chose to sing was a level four song All the Pretty Little Horses Lullaby. I had to learn and practice it with Mrs. Foti until I was comfortable enough to sing this in front of the entire choir. I was comfortable with the song and I even started out really well, but when I went to go turn the page, I turned the wrong sheet and I stumbled. I stopped singing and I just mumbled the words I thought were next. Extremely embarrassed and blushing deep red, I looked up at the pianist, Valentina and pleaded with my eyes to help me. Mrs. Foti quickly came over to help me pick out my part and I kept going. When the song was over, I was so disappointed in my myself and the way I handled it. As a matter of fact, I was ready to go home and throw myself on my bed so it can just engulf my failure in the blankets.
However, the day of NYSSMA, I got a really high score and performed better than I expected. The day after, I remembered the that horrible day, and laughed.