I started ice skating when I was a little kid. I loved it at first. It is a great sport, it's fun and all. But my mother always wanted me to be the best at everything and that just sucks. I remember one exact day. I was 12 and I had a competition. We drove all the way there and I was thinking about that I want to make my parents proud all day. So when we arrived there and it was my turn, I gave my best. I barely made mistakes and I was so proud of myself. I got the second place. And I thought my mother would be proud of me, but no. All she said was „Be better next time." and I felt like crying. My father didn't say anything to me. My brother and sister said I did great, but it didn't really make me feel better.
And from that day on, I promised my self I'll make my mother proud someday.
I'll show her I'm better than she thinks I am.
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Romance„She's a figure skater. He's a hockey player. They can't stand each other. Yet..."
