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d was The Exorcist. Does that make me strange? No, But needless to say I do tend to stray from all things normal. In the situation I'm in now, fear would be something that most girl my age woul

only make a dancer more nervou

s to be the last chance to show our talents to the college scouts. It was only the beginning of our senior year, but these select college elites only toured once, starting with our school. Fo

ence one last time to see if they were here yet and only disappointment was what I saw. As

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nd confidence. The nervous girl who was just sweating bullets back stage was no longer in this building. She gave a quick curtsey to the judges and scouts and turned to face the curtain. The music began and she sprang into her routine. I've watched her rehearse it before but never has she delivered it with such power and ferocity. She was an excellent dancer, but I was better. I was number one in ou

me, but to know she was going to be accepted somewhere or even considered was very pleasing to me. The next few girls came on and performed well also but my attention was on the two empty chairs with my

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Luck" to me. He was my gay best friend and really supported me. IT sucks that I couldn't perform with him since we worked so well together but he understood the necessity of showing

d, and feeling things they haven't felt in a long time. She is a joy to have here at L

in, and exhaled as the piano began playing. The song is called "Dancing" and it is by Elise. As her hypnotizing voice comes on, I launch into my routine. A routine I've kept private for I didn't want to spoil it for anyone. Not even Miguel has seen this routine so it was a very special moment. I've worked so hard on perfecting it and that definitely showed. My Leg extensions were perfect, my back arched a

g. "DONT STOP" I say to myself, so I kept going. As I lifted myself up, I saw Mrs Forrester run to the back of the room to yell at whoever it was who rudely entered as well as the Juilliard Scout smile at my continuation of dance. It wasn't until I over heard the loud gasp and sob that I decided to quickly glanc

rything went silent in my head. My heart pounded and for some reason I knew what happened. The police were now inches from my feet asking me to step off the stage with them. I felt a lump in my throa

g through her tears. Her hand was on my foo

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y just came out in a voice that was unfamiliar to me.

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I would have been able to hear my screams. Everything was a blur as my tears fell from my face. Hands were reaching for me but I pushed them away. One of the police officers then lifted me off the stage and