A love story about a boy who slowly falls in love with everything about a girl
Kamari is a very introverted person she doesn't talk to many people except her two friends Nixie and Amara
But unlike Kamari, Dorian is more out going and extroverted w...
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As a kid, I used to think ballerinas were beautiful and graceful like butterflies or swans
I was absolutely intrigued by the way those pretty women bent and turned it was so fun as a kid
it was simple
I only joined the cause of my mom I'm only here because of my mom she did ballet so I thought if I did ballet too we would be closer
But on the day of my last recital, I was the lead playing the black swan in Swan Lake
my mother had died
I finished my last move I was sweating and smiling I bowed and waited for my mom and dad to come backstage but they never came
I was confused and hurt but when my father picked me up his face was more than hurt it was pain
I was concerned
when we got home we sat down and he told me, she had died
I was devastated no I was torn apart from my heart to my head I was splitting into pieces
She was my world my first best friend she was everything
This broke me so hard that not even super glue could help
I fell into a depression that just got worse and worse every year, there was one time I almost wanted to end it
But My two friends were the only thing keeping me from collapsing
My mother's birthday was in August so on top of the stress from school I was always reminded of her and that stayed through the year
I still do ballet
I do it so I have something of my mother
I hope she's proud of me, I hope she sees me
I'll do it even if it kills me because I need this, I need her
I miss her so much
*(Bow-liv-vi-an)*
"Alright stretch and do warm-ups" a lady with dark red hair instructs
Ms. Zara Bolivian, my ballet instructor aka Satan
She's an ex-ballet star from Russia, but she's a very strict teacher
Every girl that's ever been under her came out dancing like stars, so it's worth it
Or that's what I tell myself
"Kamari. Come here please." She calls me to her
I walk over
"Yes Ms?" I question nervously
"Did you bring your brain today?" She cooed spitefully
"Yes ma'am" I look down at her feet
"Good maybe you can actually do your solo today" she spit out
"Yes ma'am" I walk away and sit down to put on my point shoes
I could feel the stares of pity, judgment, and envy from the other girls
Most of them hate me because I'm ungrateful and stuck up, the rest either want to be in my position or want to help me fail
Everyone is scared of what Ms Satan would do if they ever talked to me, I've never held a conversation once with any of these girls ever
I get up and begin my stretching
"Point your toes ladies, I'm not teaching dolls" she barks at us she walks up to me and grabs my leg putting it into the correct position
I don't think I can bend like that I think as my muscles burned and stung from my inside
After stretch, we did warm-ups and then routine
I take a swig of my water and stand back up but pain shocks my whole body and I immediately collapse back to the ground
"5,6,7,8- where is Kamari?!" Satan screech's
A girl who looks like she'll cry any second points at me on the ground
"I'm coming Ms" I tried and get back up but I felt paralyzed and I realized I couldn't move from my crouched position
"Are you?" She taunts, then she realizes the same thing I did
I started hearing the other girls start to whisper, as the whispers filled my head I started shaking.. I was a failure
Failure.
I couldn't move I couldn't speak and I couldn't dance right
What can I do right I can't even get up
What if I called out for help? No one would even look at me why bother to touch me
"All of you, Practice dismissed!" She instructed as all the girls giggled or laughed and left
Ms. Bolivian comes up next to me and crouches
"Kamari if you need a break then don't bother coming next practice I'll give you today off to situate whatever this is, but please don't be such a waste," she says coming up from her crouched position next to me
She walks out of the room leaving me with my thoughts alone
She's right why bother
I'm a waste
I..I can't anymore this is all too much I'll just quit-
The door to the room opens abruptly and I see someone
They ask if I'm ok and tell me they're gonna pick me up
I was too shocked to do anything so I just nodded or I thought I did
I didn't see Ms Bolivian after that she probably got someone and went home
After I heard doors opening and closing my ears rang and I passed out
