Standing on stage holding my new friend’s hand I quietly spoke to Jesus. I pleaded even though I knew better. This was like déjà vu. Last year, I was in th
e same situation with Taylor DuPriest. I knew I did my best, but the other girls were all so qualified. I knew the decision was already made and the future Miss Preteen National Sweetheart’s fate already sealed. I wanted to know the name of the new Queen but I also knew I didn’t want the moment to end if my name was called. With all these thoughts running through my head I heard a name being called, and it wasn’t mine. Do I have this right? Am I the winner? Was Sydney called as first runner-up? I was scared to move at first, but then Sydney whispered congratulations into my ear and confirmed my hopes. It was true, I did win. Thank you Jesus! I looked up at the audience, overwhelmed to see so many people clapping for me. Tears spilled out of my eyes as I looked for my dad in the audience. 
His nose was all red from crying himself. I could see how happy he was for me. I had a slight pang in my heart, wishing my mother and sister could have been here for this moment. I was filled with such gratitude for everyone who helped me achieve this dream. I could feel my level of determination grow as I secretly promised myself to continue to always work towards my dreams. I gave a sigh of gratitude that God gave me the courage to try again. I also wondered who my sister queens would be as I tried to give my attention back to the Emcee.
e same situation with Taylor DuPriest. I knew I did my best, but the other girls were all so qualified. I knew the decision was already made and the future Miss Preteen National Sweetheart’s fate already sealed. I wanted to know the name of the new Queen but I also knew I didn’t want the moment to end if my name was called. With all these thoughts running through my head I heard a name being called, and it wasn’t mine. Do I have this right? Am I the winner? Was Sydney called as first runner-up? I was scared to move at first, but then Sydney whispered congratulations into my ear and confirmed my hopes. It was true, I did win. Thank you Jesus! I looked up at the audience, overwhelmed to see so many people clapping for me. Tears spilled out of my eyes as I looked for my dad in the audience. 
His nose was all red from crying himself. I could see how happy he was for me. I had a slight pang in my heart, wishing my mother and sister could have been here for this moment. I was filled with such gratitude for everyone who helped me achieve this dream. I could feel my level of determination grow as I secretly promised myself to continue to always work towards my dreams. I gave a sigh of gratitude that God gave me the courage to try again. I also wondered who my sister queens would be as I tried to give my attention back to the Emcee.
