The studio

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Dancing is letting your whole emotions out,at the moment I'm really sad so I just dance it out. I'm not in a studio yet but I'm going in 2 days, I can't wait but at the same time I'm scared because I'm afraid the teacher is going to pick on me. I guess more of me wants to go, so I can be a famous dancer someday.

I'm only 14 and I'm really good we'll I think anyway. Life has been hard firstly my dad died In a car accident. But my mum has a lot of confidence in me. Secondly my boyfriend broke up with me because I'm not popular at school.

I collapsed on my bed exhausted, I rested my eyes and slowly started to fall asleep.

I woke up to birds signing, I was exited for tomorrow so I wanted to practise. I ran outside to enjoy the warm sunlight on my skin. I got my bike and rode to the beach. I ran down the hot sand and went down to the water. I found some small cool shells and placed them in a straight line. I took a couple of steps back and ran as fast as I could the wind pushing my hair in my face, when I got to the line I tried to do a ariel and I did it perfectly. I rode home and went straight to sleep.

It was the DAY I was going to the studio, I was really nervous but I got through. I took my pale leggings out my draw and put them on. Then I got my ballet dress and slid that on, I did my hair into a tight bun. I was ready.

Mum drove me to the studio. Since the accident of my Dad Mum hasn't talked to me once, because I was in the car when the accident happened and Dad choose to save me. We'll that was in the past, I prefer not to think about it.

Today was the first time Mum spoke to me in 1 year!
She said "I believe you can do it."
I arrived, I left the car saying "I love you to mum." She smiled back.

I walked inside shaking. All girls in the hallway were staring at me. But this one girl smiled and waved, I just smiled. I hope that girl was in my class. I started getting nervous as this tall thin women was walking towards me. All she said to me was "your class starts in 5 mins and your class is that way." she pointed to a door on the left.

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