Flamingo Feet

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Dancing has always been my biggest passion, however, as a young girl, my parents couldn't afford classes or really anything. Many believe that this bothered me deeply, but In fact, it didn't, I was happy! Very happy to say the least.

"Hey mom", I called out as I checked the fridge. "When are we going to go grocery shopping for my Meowgurt?"I asked.
"Sometime during the week!" my mom yelled back. She came walking towards me to aproach me and gave me a huge kiss on the forehead, "I promise". She padded my head then she head towards the door. "Im going to work Ava, remember," *both mom and ava* " Never open the door to strangers." "exactly" mom said. My mom finally leaves and I watch her walk away from our house window.

My mom always left for work, she never really stayed home. I stayed alone at home most of the time during summers. We couldn't afford a new Tv, so I always entertained myself with our current one. I was always trying to fix it. It's been years since I've watched my favorite Tv show NGT, "Northwoods Got Talent", where dancers of all ages compete against eachother! Fun, yet terrifing. Getting rejected in one of these shows means your career is OVER. Sometimes it made me wonder if I were to go on the show, would I get rejected? Maybe one day I'll find out. For now I practice, And practice, until I get better. And so I rise with my flamingo feet and maybe do a little dance. The sweet melody in my head guiding me. Lifting me up within every movement. Everything was just so calm, peaceful and amazing. I stop dancing and i go back to fixing our broken Tv.

Hannah's Perspective

"Im so sorry im late!" I yelled as I ran passed all my colleagues to get to my maneger. "Hannah, you were one of my favorite employess." "How could you!" "I can explain!" I said desperately. "You're fired!" He yelled and the employees gasp in shock. "Uyyy ya la cagaste manita, you are fucked" said pepe as he pats my shoulder. I watch as Employees tried to comfort my ex maneger (most likeley for extra pay).
I collect all my stuff and head out the door and sit next to a nearby bench. Wondering, how im going to survive with only two jobs that give minimum wage and fat bills to pay on top of that food.
"My ava's Nowgurt" I whispered to myself.
I quickly got off the nearby bench and head south to a corner store.

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Hey, its me Rocketgirl! If you made it this far I want to thank you for doing so! Hope you are enjoying the story. Do you perfer long episodes or short episodes? Let me know! Bye now~💖




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