I'm a singer, a seasoned professional with serious talent.
They signed me up for a singing competition.
Before I went, they said it was already decided that I'd take first place.
Who knew my opponents would be all kinds of foreign performers?
They showed off their high notes, and the whole stage echoed with my soul being shaken to its core.
A fifty-year-old woman is standing guard at the nation's gates.
I'm honestly starting to sweat a little.
