When I did my Capstone presentation I was nervous, because my friends had given me situations about people messing up that were very creative and I built off of them. As I was watching everyones from the side my confidence strengthened. When I was presenting I heard the side door open so I looked, and no one was there but, there was a new member to the audience. Isabella Hove. When I had seen that she had come to my talk it filled me with joy she had come all the way from Multi-Purpose Room B. Before she had come I was trembling. She was the thing that boosted my confidence. Before her presence I was a mess but after I was about the same level as everyone else. My first slide was about a Syrian refugee that came to London because of a scholarship. As I said this Waheba, the Syrian refugee, flashed though my mind her funny personality, her determination to find a job and, her incentive to help. I realized how much I missed her.