True Ballet
Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved ballet. She loved it so much that she danced constantly. She bought thirty different pairs of ballet shoes, yet her family never noticed. Eventually, she went crazy or something... I don't know, you'll read that later. This is her brother's story.
It was a dreary, dark morning.
The rain was pounding all around us, which made it hard to move.
The people were running.
"Why do they run?" I thought.
"We just want to follow our dreams..."
I thought back to my life beforehand.
It was so empty, so unfulfilled...
Why do they want to stay like that?
I know what you're thinking.
You think I'm a joke.
You think I'm stupid.
I can tell you, I'm not.
But I might've been stupid beforehand.
The rain was pounding all around us, which made it hard to move.
The people were running.
"Why do they run?" I thought.
"We just want to follow our dreams..."
I thought back to my life beforehand.
It was so empty, so unfulfilled...
Why do they want to stay like that?
I know what you're thinking.
You think I'm a joke.
You think I'm stupid.
I can tell you, I'm not.
But I might've been stupid beforehand.
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