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Dancing Shoes

Part 8

By Robbie BalePublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Dancing Shoes
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8.

The time for my solo came and the nerves were surging through my body like electricity. I had to lock in and suppress the nerves.

This show had to be perfect. I don’t know what I would’ve done if it wasn’t. The music starts and I get to stepping.

Move after move, all I hear are oohh's and aahh's. Everyone is stunned by my dance moves. As soon as I’m done, the whole auditorium erupts in applause.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. People were throwing flowers on stage. Begging for an encore. I did that and I couldn’t be prouder.

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