Megans POV
Is it weird that when i dance,i think about all the problems ,all the things in my life that effect me and all the things that make me happy. I feel that when i think,more emotion goes into what im doing , more thought and so i feel like it means much more to me , that makes me want it ten times more then i ever have. I stand up in the quiet dance studio alone , i look at myself through each mirror clearly , my mind racing with numerous thoughts. Some how i cant stop thinking about home , it doesent feel like home anymore ,with everything thats going on right now,going to that place..its always the last thing i want to do.
I keep remembering the words my parents were shouting at eachother last night, Its no different to any other night but i feel like that with each night they argue, the more the family breaks apart and i cant get this feeling out of my mind that im the cause. I known for a while that my dad never wanted me to dance, he never has . You see my dad,he just sees dance as a hobbie and not as a career but i could never see my self doing any other job that doesent include music and my dance shoes. For years now hes been at me to aim for a different job, hes tried to get me into other interests but when will he learn ...thats not where my heart lies,
Alot of their arguments consist of him shouting things at my mum to do with my career choice, i mean my mum doesent exactly agree and she'd much rather me do something else but she hasent tried to stop me , shes spoke to me about it but left it at that and thats what my dad hates ,he hates that she is allowing me to choice my career.
