My Sophomore Year Short Story

When I entered my sophomore year of high school I never thought that my world could be turned completely upside down. However, at this time my world was very small. I was never involved in anything my freshman year, I didn’t think I would fit in, but I did take theatre. The next year, now my sophomore year, was a turning point in my life. Towards the ending of the first marking period our director, Mr. Stone, asked me if I would be on crew for the fall musical that we were doing that year. That was the first step in finding what I wanted to devote my life to. Shortly after auditioning for the spring musical, we had decided to do two that year, I found out that I made it in. Before rehearsals got off the ground and started Mr. Stone stopped showing up to school. Nobody knew what was going on, but we all had an instinctual, gut feeling that he would not be coming back. About two weeks after rehearsals were

They did not give us any details other than we would be getting a substitute for the rest of the year. We were devastated. The man that had helped find so many of our talents and what we wanted to do with our life was suddenly gone. Our mentor, our friend, was gone. We had a gaping hole in our community and family and we had nobody to fill it with.

We had gotten a sub, but after two weeks “the stress was too much” and he quit. We then just got a regular substitute, one that would not be directing our show. Our choir director took over, which was great, but three weeks after rehearsals were intended to start. We had to get together and fast and decide on whether or not we were going to continue with the show, postpone the show, or cancel it all together.

It was a monumental task to get forty-five angry, confused, and hurt teenagers on the same wavelength of thought. It took a four-hour long meeting to decide that we were going to go on as