When I was a teenager, I was invited to a formal dance party. I was 1 , but also nervous about what to wear. Mom suggested I wear high heels (高跟鞋).
"Mom, I don't know if I can wear these," I said, feeling 2 . "Don't worry, sweetie. Just take small 3 and keep your weight centered," she suggested.
As I arrived at the party, I tried to be 4 and act like everything was fine. But 5 struck when I stepped onto the dance floor. I 6 my own feet, falling to the ground in front of everyone.
I quickly got up and laughed it off, pretending like it was 7 . But deep down, I felt like a tomato, wanting to 8 .
My friend Lilly helped me 9 that incident and managed me another high heels as a support so that nobody would understand my hesitation. But a little bit 10 continued in my mind.
When I returned home, I told Mom I felt like a complete 11 at the party. "It's okay. You tried something new, and it didn't go as 12 . But that's how we learn and grow. Don't be too 13 on yourself and wear what you feel 14 in, " Mom said, giving me a hug.
From that day forward, I stuck to flat shoes. I learned to 15 my true self and not worry about what others thought.
