Ok, so this is a preview of a story that will come very soon its that Olympic time of the year and my favorite thing ever is to watch the rythymic gymnists so its inspired by it. So these are just a few short intercepts of chapters in this story.

From the moment I walked in that mat I knew I couldn't do it. My legs started to feel week my ankles especially felt like they were made of sponge. One try, two tries, four tries. I couldn't do it the injury not only sidelined me. It broke my spirit. The only thing I could do now is go and except Vince McMahon's offer my dreams were crushed. But I had to continue for my My family's sake, my friends sake, and most importantly... my sake.

My mom always told me when life gives you lemons make lemonade she never told me what yo do if the lemons were rotten and spoiled... Why did these people hate me? What have I ever done to them that made them so evil. There was one thing that my coach always told me and I knew from that day that a I would never forget it, Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me...

I was doing it. I was actually doing it again. Small steps and huge jumps turns and spins. This is where I belong not behind a microphone in WWE TV if I trained hard enough maybe I could come back stronger than ever...

Hey guys so sorry for grammar mistakes. Im trying out the new copy n paste method from my iPod so yeah this entire story will be from my iPod so it might have mistakes well all my stories have mistakes since I do it all by myself. {~Rose }