'please,me and my brother don't have anywhere else to go...just one night and I promise I will clean it . just please let us stay...'
she couldn't continue because if she did, the tears would start strimming down her face like the niagara's waterfall, and she didn't want to miss it . They didn't have anywhere to stay the night at and she needed a job . She couldn't just go around stealing things from markets and grocery stores . but she chose a gym proposely because the ballerinas practice there, she wasn't a ballerina, hell she didn't even have the clothes but she had a pair of ballet shoes . In her idea that was enough.
When the ballerina stopped dancing on the street, she put off her shoes and threw them on the ground . she rolled her eyes at the ballerina and waited until she was out of sight . Then she went there, bented down and grabbed the shoes, she doesn't know how but something in her wanted to learn dancing and she didn't have the money to go to class so the only way for her to learn how to dance like ballerinas was being a staff in the gym . she chose it right away, little did she know things don't always go right.
The man with messy blond hair shook his head lightly.
'i can't, sorry' he looked at her apologicaly and her eyes flashed with disappointment . so the man added,
'I'm sure you can find another place for jo--'
'you don't understand!' she cut her off angrily by yelling.
'you don't know how it feels to be hungry, to be homeless! to have a little brother with you and with no absolute parents!' she screamed, finally she had let out those words she was dieing to tell someone and she was releaved but not completely.
The man's eyes showed his guilt but he was well aware of the fact that
if his boss comes back in the morning and sees that he let them stay over, the man will be fired .
He shook his head another time and she sighed . There was no way she and her brother could go in.
'ok' and with that she made her way to were pim was sitting, every time in every parts of her life, she always had to stand up for herself, all alone . there was no one to help her, that's the thing about being strong, no one will offer a hand ro you . While walking she looked at her surroundings, complete and utter darkness . that was one thing she feared . You have to be strong- she thought and chuckled with herself . Also another thing she feared.
her brother was sitting on a bench looking at the space in front of him . She slowly sat beside him and held his one hand lightly .that didn't make pim to look at her though.
'he didn't let us in,I'm sorry;' no response . he was still staring at nothing, his face emotionless.
'I wanted to work in a gym so I could learn the ballet but, it doesn't matter we can go somewhere el--'
'none of this would happen if mom and dad were here!' he cried out bursting into tears . on the other hand,she froze .like one of those ice tubes you put in the freezer.
then,on a matter of seconds,she crashed down. like when you pure an ice water bucket on someone . just like when you tear someone's heart from its socket . talking about their parents was always a touchy subject for her but now in this time,all that mattered was pim. she loved him truly . One of those loves no one could beat,he was her only family member . Her brother,her pim.
so she collected all the pieces of herself lying on the ground and tightened her grip on pim's shoulder . She had to comfort him.
'you listen to me . We can do it pim.we can! We shouldn't give up,not now' she said . His brother still crying his eyes out.
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《 Ballet 》~ kian1392
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