Dance Academy-Der Traum vom Fliegen
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Ich wusste das ich in einem anderen Leben Fliegen konnte und deshalb Tanz ich in diesem Leben oder besser habe ich mal getanzt. Inzwischen sind ein paar Jahre vergangen seitdem ich die Academy verlassen habe. Diese 3 Jahre die wir dort zusammen verbracht haben. Ich denke jemand anderes hat diese Jahre auf der Academy verbracht und nicht ich selbst. Diese Zeit ist viel zu schnell vorbeigeflogen. Und dennoch denke ich mir: Wer bin ich heute? Ohne einen Traum? Vor mir steht ein riesengroßes Fragezeichen und viele Probleme tauchen in meinen Gedanken auf. Wie bewältige ich die nächste Zeit?
Diese Geschichte handelt von der 15-Jährigen Tara Webster.
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