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Personal Narrative: Becoming A Dancer

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The curtain rises and the stage lights come up. I’m standing in the wings, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I simultaneously feel nervous and excited as I am about to step on stage for my first ballet solo. This is my chance to prove myself. I smooth my tutu, take a deep breath, and walk onstage. I smile and hit my first pose, and all my self-doubt vanishes. Years of training have prepared me for this moment. I have been a dancer since I was five years old. When I was in the sixth grade, I joined my studio’s performing company and the Louisiana Delta Ballet, and my passion grew. I hardly ever miss a class, even though my studio is an hour away and classes are five times a week. Even on Saturdays, I am rehearsing while all my friends are
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