Name: Misty Cloud Gender: girl Species: Pegasus Age: 12 Backstory: Misty Cloud was very happy when she learned that she did well in the try outs for the choir. But her mother told her that, not the judges. In reality, she would be shocked to hear the results. She would be learning about her results the next day. That night, she was very nervous about how she did. She was thinking about it all night. She thought about every flaw that happened. was she too quiet? She was always quiet at school. Did her voice crack? Did her nervousness come out in her voice? She asked about that to her mother. "I think they will understand, and know that you aren't the loudest. They will teach you how to sing anyways." She told her. "But what if they don't understand?" Misty asked. "You deserve to do what you wish to. Singing can be your way of expressing yourself. If they reject you, tell them what's right. tell them that if you never sang again, no one would get you. It's your passion." The next day, she talked with the judges. "You are way to quiet. You would never be heard. no one would want to see you sing, because it would make them cringe. Your to scared, and to acward," Is what they said. Anger built up into Misty. How could they talk that way to a shy 12 year old? Misty stood up from her chair. "If I didn't sing, then no one would learn anything about me. And if you want to take away my voice, then fine. Let me be lonely, and "Acward" for the rest of my life," She scolded. She never talked this loud to anyone before. The judge she was talking to stood up to. "Fine, you rude, worthless grain of sand! Sing with your stupid, quiet singing voice your whole audition again, right now! I bet you will be to scared to do it!" Misty was very offended. But she ignored it, and did what she was told. She sang with a loud, and confident voice. Aggressive, but impressive. She extended some notes at random moments, to add massiveness. She stepped onto the table, looking down to the judges, so her voice directly hit them in the face. Who's small, and acward now? She finished with a calmer voice. She got down, and sat back in her chair, making direct eye contact with the judge. After a moment, he said, "Thank you miss cloud. choir starts at 7:00 before school, starting on Wednesday. Now you may leave." She walked toward the door, acting as calm as possible. When she closed the door behind her, she saw her mother waiting outside. "Mom, I told them." Misty told her mother. "I heard. Are you in choir?" her mother responded. Misty nodded. They left, with there heart full of happiness.
Credit to LilyfloXx
