Ballet Shoes

Ballet Shoes

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I start dancing my routine,once I get done I turn off my boom box and put my things in my bag. I turn and see a dunking head disappear from the doorway. "Hello?"
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I was confident that I would tear the wrapper off. Dad usually does it for me but he wasn't here right now. My first attempt was poor... I tried to open it up again but failed miserably. I was getting very anxious and annoyed. I put my index finger and thumb on both sides of the pop tart wraper like dad does, and pinched it attempting for it to unwrap. But when I looked at it - there was no differace. My skin started crawling and I was getting very hot with anxiety , I was so frustrated and mad that I picked up the pop tart and threw it across the room getting a loud thump in response. "Ugggggghhhhh" I yelled at nothing in particular with tears rolling down my face which blurd my vision. I slid down on the counter still screaming in annoyance. My heart hurt so much , my head was pounding ,my body felt hot. It was like I was fighting with the air around me. I was hurting with no pain.

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