Dance is my life <3
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Last published Mon, May 28, 2018
Ahoj tak já vás vítám u mé první povídky Dance is my life.
Tenhle příběh bude pojednávat o klukovy který je ve škole šikanován.. (proč se dozvíte když budete číst :3). Vždy miloval tanec, nechodil sice do tanečních protože mu to rodiče neschvalovali ale rád se díval jak tanečníci tvoří svoje příběhy pohyby. Jednoho dne když jde domů ze školy, uslyší hudbu linoucí se z nedalekého parku. Jde po stopách hudby a najednou uvidí kluky kteří tančí. Co se stane když si ho všimnou jak na ně zírá???...
Tahle povídka bude pojednávat o Gayích takže homofóbové huš kšá !
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