My Ballerina Boy

My Ballerina Boy

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I'm Billy Brown...I get up at 7:30, and leave home about 8:30...Just in the morning normal getting ready things for school...Normal boy things ...classes starts at 16:15...Those classes are not math classes or algebra or English, no, they're ballet classes...Well I spend about 30 to 45 minutes doing kind of a pre class...Routine that I do...we have our ballet mistress...who is actually mom...yeah, she makes me work so hard sometimes...I'm a boy,I'm always surrounded with girls...because I'm actually the ballerina boy...people would call me with different harsh names...people would insult me...people made me an introvert...but only one person made me open up to the world and let them all see how I dance and stand on my points...Only Izaak Miller plays violin for me to dance on it...only him... Because I'm actually his Ballerina Boy...
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