Dance Recital Research Paper

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The Dance Recital The scorching sun was gleaming through the window, of the older and damaged school. The crowd was screaming unclear words. The little space I had on the sidelines was slowly disappearing, as people push ambitiously to see the little girls dancing happily on the stage. I kept wondering what will happen when the dance recital is done will we just get ice cream or a treat like what we normally do? Or will we celebrate? I tried to think happy thoughts, but The music was blasting in my ear and I could not hear when my dance instructor happily shouted “Your up!” Suddenly the light turned off, my heart was racing. On the inside I’m freaking out, but on the outside I was silent and pretending that everything was ok but it is
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