Point of View
Tyler Baile
I made my way to center stage and got into the first position of the routine and took two deep breaths. I looked up to the orchestra and gave them their cue. Then the spotlight beamed down on me and I felt my heart race. I counted the beats in my head and started off on a piqué and went into a pointe. “Feel me.” I took a deep breath a pushed a second pointe, I grunted as I fell to the ground panting. “I am still here and you’re still there, I know,” I laid flat on my back and reverse summer saluted as I sang the words. I glided back up to my feet. “I am still here and you’re still there, I know,” I sang as I slowly turned around looking for something. My right foot slid out of position and created crescent and came back to point. “And I’m scared you’ll leave m
