I did not know how to say it. Words were impossible to actually tell them how I felt. If only there were a way to say nothing at all, but that could not happen. I had no choice. I had to confront them.
I took a deep breath not knowing at all how this would end up. Things may go smoothly or I may never leave this place again if they dislike what I have to say. I may take all the words I have left and lock them up so no one will ever hear me speak again. After all, if they could not hear these words, then what was the point of saying anything else at all anymore. Words were apparently of no meaning if this is the case.
My heart pounded as I stepped into the room and they stared at me, or stared down at me. I felt small, like a critter of prey waiting for them to pounce. "You wanted to speak with us," the first one asked.
I nodded numbly. No, use your words. That is why you are here, is it not? To speak up, so do it. "Yes," I replied, but it came out soft. I cleared my throat before trying again, this time stronger. "Yes, I want to speak with you."
"We are listening," the second one replied.
I paused for a moment, running through what I wanted to say in my head. No, don't think about it. Thinking only lands you in traps. Just do it. "It's about this project. It's not fair that I am continuously left alone to do everything. It's a group project which means we should be working together on it. We can assign ourselves each a certain thing to do then come together and collaborate on what we come up with on our own then as a team. I won't do the entire project on my own. It makes me feel as if I'm being used, so I'm hoping we can compromise and make this work."
The three others who were members of my group stood there and looked at me. "Why didn't you say something before," the third one asked me. "We weren't trying to make it seem like we were using you because you're smart. You always seem like you like to do things on your own, and we didn't want to get in your way."
"Oh," I said surprised. "I do like doing things on my own, but I also like working as a team when necessary. It makes the project more fun. I'm sorry if I came off that way."
The first of my group answered, "We're sorry, too, that we made you feel like we didn't care and were using you."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Whew. I'm glad that's over. Even though it turned out okay, I could still feel my heart pounding and my clammy hands almost as cold as ice. But I did it. I spoke up for myself. One of the hardest things I ever have to do, but with enough determination to do so, and a little, but very little planning, I can get through it. I know it.
Shiloh Adlar, Sixth Year, Prefect, RQT Co-Captain"Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world." -Voltaire