Her world.
My day is pretty much the same everyday
going to dance, school, going to dance again, coming home, going to sleep. Saturdays are always different but I'm usually dancing or sleeping. But then one day everything changed. I broke my foot. Dancing. The doctors say I can't to anything involved with dance anymore. I can for sure walk possibly run. It made me think about things like... who cares what the doctor says, and how greatful I am to have to ability to walk.
Will she not listen to her doctor and dance anyways?
Will her foot get better?
What will she do next?
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