Dancing In The Dark

Chapter 1

Sky's POV :

Some people says : " Life is a journey, often difficult and sometimes incredibly cruel. "

But I believe that we are well equipped for it. Only if we tap into our talents and gifts and allow them to blossom.

So that's where my journey started..

I stopped my dark soul from eating me alive, after my parents death in a car accident.
Soon as I realized that I am walking in a path where light doesn't exist.
I was taught how to make the difference between right and wrong only at the age of 13.

For the rest of the kids, I was a weirdo and totally different from the others.
I had to give up playing like every child of my age and start planning how to survive. Me and my baby brother Matthew.

We used to live in an half destroyed house, with our grandma Ghriselda.
We weren't rich but we weren't poor.
I had to work every night as a maid house, just to pay back the task of living with her.

My "grandma" wasn't the same as granny's fairy tale. She was making me work to live. All she cares about was (money).
I couldn't have any choices just to support her noise. That's was the only way to keep me and Matthew safer.

Even though my nights shifts, I couldn't give up on my studies at the public primary school. It's harder even to believe, but I was the first student at my home town. And that's all goes thanks to Mme. Pushier.
I used to go to clean up her house every Sunday. Fortunately, she was kind and even 'perfect' than my grandmother. She lets me study in her kitchen after finishing my work.

I still remember that day when she promised me if I get high marks I'll join the most famous high school in the future.

And so I did.

My story began in LOS ANGELES.

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