Another Dreaded PadgentA Chapter by maddie
They all say that I'm the best. But I know that isn't true. Sure, I win a stupid, plastic tiara every padgent I compete in, but to me that is meaningless. What I would really prefer doing as a passion is being a competitive weight lifter, but my mother has a different plan.
"That miss America tiara is practicly screaming out your name", she tells me before going on stage. The words linger in the air for a moment, then gradually fizzle into ablivion. I try not to listen to her when she says things like this, it makes me nervous. What if, one day, I acctually win that dumb, degrading padgent. then what? I would have to pretend to be happy for more than the few short seconds it takes to win in normal padgents. I would have to be interviewed by multiple talkshow hosts/critics, all of witch would assume I care about being a freaking padgent queen.
© 2012 maddie
Added on May 18, 2012
Last Updated on May 18, 2012
AboutI am a student from Woodbridge, VA who will be going to Woodbridge Highschool for the creative writing program. Ever scince I was a kid, I have always been interested in writing. I inspire to be a p.. more..