Stuck in the Past

Stuck in the Past

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Tap tap tap. Kick, leap, tiptoe to chair. Ummm, crap what is next? O ya crest with arms then kick, and end with spin. End. "Good job Dwell." "The list will be up in the hallway once your done changing. Thanks for the addition." I run to the changing room and get dressed. I run through the hallway to the group of people crowded around a bored. I slowly push past them, some smiling and saying good job to me. I wonder why I finally reach the bored and everyone stares at me as I look at it. I see my name..... I'm the swan in the swan lake! What great luck! What could go wrong!
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)

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