An anxious feeling filled my body as I sat patiently, waiting onstage for my numbers to be called. “ You did great in all of your dances,” I told myself. " Why are you getting so nervous? It won't change anything. “ Thinking this just made the anxiousness get worse. The awards had just started, and my first number had been called. “ Featherstone… Platinum.” The announcer called. This was my contemporary dance, my favorite dance this season. In case you didn't know, your dances were ranked with Gold being the lowest and then going High Gold, Platinum, and then Diamond being the highest. My friend Madison went up to retrieve the trophy and pins, and I smiled in relief that we did pretty well. After a couple of dances, one of my dances was called again: “ Sweet Dreams… Diamond.” With this being called, all of my nerves left me, and joy perked up right there in its place. “ Sweet Dreams” was my jazz dance, and I was proud of everyone in the group because we had made much pr...
To me home is a place to shelter you. I don´t know how I would live with no home. Here is a poem about what home means to me! To me a home is a place you spend your day, where you make memories and play and play, where the people you love are right beside you, to help with emotions and even guide you. To me a home is a place you stay, but if it is burnt or blown away, I guess I would not know what to say, I would be sad if I lost my home and I bet you would be too, so make the times with your family happy and a big ¨ Whoo Hoo!¨ If your home is a big mess, do not get stressed, clean it up and tell your kids, we keep our home healthy and that will be the way is is. To me a home can provide, anything you want inside, water, soap, bags, you name it, even if you do not have those things, don´t be ashamed of anything, just keep reminding yourself, I have a home and I am not like anyone else! To me a home does not have to be a big place, It could be small, tal...
It was a dark and breezy winter night and I was coming home from my my mom's friends daughters dance recital. I was so much fun and everyone did great! When we got home we parked the car in the garage and we ran to the door because we were so tired. My sister opened the door and said,¨ It is locked.¨ Everyone tried opening the door but it was definitely locked. No one knew what to do, but my mom unlocked the car and we all went in, except for daddy. ¨Can I honk the horn?¨ I asked Mom. She said no. We were sitting in the front seat because we never get to go in the front. I kept touching all the parts of the steering wheel, trying to find where the horn was hidden. We started opening compartments and touching the mirror. We were actually having fun. HONK!!! The horn finally honked and everyone laughed except for mom. ¨ I told you no.¨ Mom said. ¨Wait!¨ I screamed I was looking out the window at dad. And then suddenly I started to laugh! ¨What are you laughing at?¨ My s...
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