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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 514


I find it ironic that I started acting classes simultaneously with my emotional first year of high school outside of Los Angeles. I had friends whose parents were actors and performers back home, and there were too many acting classes to count throughout LA. Yet, I started acting as soon as I moved somewhere that only has three classes offered for my age in the whole city. 

My hands shook with fear as they called my name to perform my scene. In front of a room of strangers, surveying me with watchful eyes, I delved into a new facet of myself unlike anything I’d experienced before. I wanted nothing more than to prove to myself that my passion was really worth anything. Thankfully, I was met with assuring smiles and praise from both my instructor and peers. I actually felt at home.

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