My Dancing
life
an
original story written by Naomi R.
The loud Bang! in the music
works perfectly with my back tuck. Suddenly my music stops and I
realize I’m not the only one in the dance studio. I start to
dance again expecting my music to come back on, when I hear
click......click click clack! I try to ignore the fact that Macey
and Kayla are doing this on purpose. I start to turn again letting
my long brown hair hit me with each pecay turn. I stop dancing and
look towards the mirror, seeing me, Rose, wearing my leotard and
tights. I decide to pretend that I’m the only one here, I
start to turn again but stumble out of it like a drunk person in a
police test. What’s going on with me? Is it Macey and Kayla?
Or is it my routine is acrobatic and that is not my strong suit?
But whatever it is, I have to keep going, keep trying and never
ever give it up. So I start again. My music starts and right when
the loud base starts I do my leap. I rise in the air like a
butterfly coming out of its cocoon. I think to myself “ok,
turn once then jump then turn twice then walk on your hands from
count four to eight.” Although no one is watching I feel as
if there are thousands of people watching for me to make a mistake.
Suddenly I hear voices in the room saying “Wow look at her,
she’s trying to be as good as us” I turn to see Macey
and Kayla standing in the door with smirks on their faces. I can
tell that they have been watching me because the sound of their
obnoxiously loud tap shoes went away. “What do you guys want
from me?” I try to sound as if I’m not scared of them.
“Kayla was upset and I thought she needed a laugh, so
we decided to come watch you!” Macey replied quickly. They
smirked and after a couple seconds they’re gone. I start to
tear up, but instead of crying I put that passion into my dance. I
hear all their mean comments in my head, but instead of being sad,
I become angry. I start to dance and put all my anger and
frustration into it and realize it was the best I have ever danced.
I keep dancing and notice the fluidity in my dance and I finally
feel proud of myself, something I haven’t felt in a very long
time. I feel confident, as if no one could hurt me, not even Macey
and Kayla. I decide to practice the end of my dance, two front
aerials, the second aerial to the ground. I start to do my first
aerial but while I am in the air I hear a huge bang coming from
Macey and Kayla’s room and suddenly I find myself on the
ground holding my leg in pain.