Once Upon A Story

Once Upon A Story

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In real life, I work at a dance studio. This year, our theme for our recital was fairy-tale and we decided to write our own story. Each class pitched ideas for what to put in the story and as a writer, I put them all together in a poem. This is that story. A story with fairies, dragons, mermaids, aliens, mind control, and a lot of tutus. I'll be taking inspiration from the songs we used for each chapter and a friend of mine from dance, KanjeHEHE, also has her own version of this story written out on her account. *I don't own the songs used for inspiration and most of the ideas are not my own but I have permission*
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