I remember the way the freshly polished floor felt beneath my feet, as if I were to move even a mm to the left my whole world would collapse around me. I remember the clunk,clunk,clunk sound my pointe shoes made with every step I took. I remember the mint-green painted walls that felt as if they were closing in around me. I remember the number 3. The number they pined onto my like I were just another ballet-bot not worthy of a name
I remember the way the freshly polished floor felt beneath my feet, as if I were to move even a mm to the left my whole world would collapse around me. I remember the clunk,clunk,clunk sound my pointe shoes made with every step I took. I remember the mint-green painted walls that felt as if they were closing in around me. I remember the number 3. The number they pined onto my like I were just another ballet-bot not worthy of a name