The Dancer// Magcon Fanfic
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Last published Mon, Jan 5, 2015
Hi I'm Chachi. I'm a dancer. I like to make YouTube videos and Vines of me dancing. I have a lot of followers. I'm surprised. I get bullied at school,but dancing makes me feel so much better. It makes me forget about the hard things in life. I get some hate comments here and there. Some of them are from random strangers and most of them are from my bullies. Lots of people say I'm a great dancer. I'm proud of that. I even get some opportunities to teach some people choreography and I've even performed at these small gigs. Some people have even posted them on their social media. I feel ill get a great opportunity soon for some reason,but I may just be way out of my head like always
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