They read my poem aloud in the next class and it was in front of like all of the people I know and love.
And they said it was GOOD!

I also cried of Thursday. I guess all the stress just came out of me and I was mostly holding it back but when two section leader (Including my own) came over to talk to me and I just was not in the mood to be talked too and I started to cry in front of them. i am embarrassed but glad to know that they are there for me. I thought that practicing at night and wearing a shako could avoid being seen.