When the Rain Falls

When the Rain Falls

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It's Tuesday. After school I have to pick up my baby brother Anthony, run home and make sure that my mom hasn't stopped breathing in a pool of her own vomit, change into my work uniform, bring Anthony to my best friend Sadie's house. Then go to work, fit in some time at the studio so I don't lose my scholarship, pick up Anthony, go home and put him to bed, do my homework , drag my mom to bed from whatever corner of the house she has managed to pass out in, and then and only then can I take a shower and go to bed. And its only fucking Tuesday. So at the risk of sounding too cliche, my name is Elettra and this is my story.
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I slipped on my shoes, tightened my shoes. Straightened out my leotard, and fixed my hair. "Ana! Ana!" they called out. I walked on to the stage placement A1. I stood in first position looking down waiting for my que. The music started and then I started. I went on my toes shoes and danced. I dipped and many boys caught me. This act was called The Girl. I am that girl. It's about her being so beautiful that everyone falls for her. In real life I am nothing like that, In these dances I nothing but that. As they dance aggressively yet gracefully, I saw my mother in the crowd. I blinked twice to get the image out of my head because she was gone and I didn't want crazy images of ghost in my head. She was gone. One of the boys looked at me like I was crazy because I missed my cue. Crap I thought as I did it quickly to make sure everything was ok. Luckily everything was ok and got off the stage. "What the hell just happened there?" the director asked, I ignore him and walked to my locker to get a danish and some water, he followed me, "Hey girls only." I said "I'm gay." He replied "And..." I answered He huffed and walked out the room. I smiled at his anger. Seeing the director get angry was always so funny. Yet he always gives me the lead roll.

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