Today was the day, I regain back my strength and future by staring the monster in the face. I have run away my whole life and today I get to either fix it or mess up again. It all depended on how well I dance today.
Every single dancer in the room looked at me, recognizing me and knowing exactly who I was. The frowns and narrowed eyes gave them all away. Hate truly existed in the arts of dancing for a coward and that’s exactly how all of them saw me as. Not knowing my story or why I left. It wasn’t because I choked or didn’t have the spine to dance.
I walked up to the table outside of the studio to hand in my invitation and get my number. “Morning, this is only an invite audition.” The lady said to me in the rudest way possible.
I held my invitation out to her. “I know. I wouldn’t have
