The Curse of Ballet Shoes Made Me A luna

hese ballet slippers are a gift I

elicate pair of slippers, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. And in

face with my hands, was overwhelming. Bu

he slippers and examining t

're buying gifts for your sister now. Meanwhile, here

ngrateful... And now you let your li

uldn't mask the cont

e. She kept Fiona close, doting on her,

met my father un

y, nothing like mine-had always b

ut sorcery, gone to every healer

lifting the slippers up an

sister. These ballet

gaze fell to her legs, and I saw it-t

sharp crack split the air-my father's hand, landing across m

ona wouldn't have these damn problems! You drained all her energy when she was inside your mothe

your sister,