A/N- Just to let everyone know that this is not a happy fic at the moment. It takes place in Colorado where Sakura moved to when she was ten. Despite her courageous efforts of being strong she is slowly dieing inside from all the pain and suffering. Enjoy!
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Blessed With a Gift
Prologue
... It was the same like the year before. Many students competing in rivalry for the title for their school. 'Dancer of the Year' and 'State Champions: Dance Division Number 5,' and like always, I was scared. Alone, scared, and empty was what I felt most of the time while living through these things like school and life. Sometimes I wonder if that is what makes me strong, my emptiness that I have inside. I had no one to take care of me, no one to love me. I was all alone all the time...
... I practiced for this competition day in and day out leaving not a day for fun or whatnots. Most of the time I stayed in my room, music blaring, feet doing their work and at times I would leave for food and necessities...
... For five years now I kept myself away from people, friends, and love. I hadn't the strength to be hurt since what had happened but I guess that is how life goes. You live, you die and you can't stop the circle of life. I think that is why I was blessed with dancing. At least I had something to look forward to...
... School was something I dreaded everyday the first year after the my troubles had began. People spoke demeaning words leaving me in tears in the restroom. The barrier around my heart was then formed causing me to care for no one, love no one, and befriend no one. Just dancing. That was the only thing I could love, care for, and befriend...
... And now it was time to work in groups for the competition as the team of Tomoeda High School would perform in front of the thing that scared me the most. People. I hated being one of them but I was and that is why I felt so emptied. I hated people, I hated myself. It was my fault everything happened when I was ten. I couldn't stop being me. I couldn't save them. I couldn't help them...
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A/N- I hope you guys liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please, If you think this is good and that I should continue, send in your reviews! They are highly appreciated good or not good! THANX!
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Blessed With a Gift
Prologue
... It was the same like the year before. Many students competing in rivalry for the title for their school. 'Dancer of the Year' and 'State Champions: Dance Division Number 5,' and like always, I was scared. Alone, scared, and empty was what I felt most of the time while living through these things like school and life. Sometimes I wonder if that is what makes me strong, my emptiness that I have inside. I had no one to take care of me, no one to love me. I was all alone all the time...
... I practiced for this competition day in and day out leaving not a day for fun or whatnots. Most of the time I stayed in my room, music blaring, feet doing their work and at times I would leave for food and necessities...
... For five years now I kept myself away from people, friends, and love. I hadn't the strength to be hurt since what had happened but I guess that is how life goes. You live, you die and you can't stop the circle of life. I think that is why I was blessed with dancing. At least I had something to look forward to...
... School was something I dreaded everyday the first year after the my troubles had began. People spoke demeaning words leaving me in tears in the restroom. The barrier around my heart was then formed causing me to care for no one, love no one, and befriend no one. Just dancing. That was the only thing I could love, care for, and befriend...
... And now it was time to work in groups for the competition as the team of Tomoeda High School would perform in front of the thing that scared me the most. People. I hated being one of them but I was and that is why I felt so emptied. I hated people, I hated myself. It was my fault everything happened when I was ten. I couldn't stop being me. I couldn't save them. I couldn't help them...
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A/N- I hope you guys liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please, If you think this is good and that I should continue, send in your reviews! They are highly appreciated good or not good! THANX!