Hey everyone! So this is a preview of the new story that I thought of called How My Life Changed Forever. Please review and tell me if I should continue with this. If you don't like it, I won't continue.
Disclaimer: I don't own Shake It Up. I just own my OC's.
And, now, here is the preview of How My Life Changed Forever!
How My Life Changed Forever Preview
When I was younger, I wanted to be a princess. A magical princess who had a magic wand and ruled a magical kingdom. And the kingdom would have everything it should: pixies, and candy trees, and knights to protect the princess.
That's me.
I've always wanted knights. Knights are people who protect you from danger. If any intruders come into the kingdom, the knights beat them up and put them into jail. And the knights also care about the princess.
That's me.
As I got older though, I realized that magical kingdoms with magical princesses who had magic wands didn't exist. Neither did pixies and candy trees. But what I was most disappointed about though, were that knights didn't exist.
I'm not one of those kids who always has a friend to play with on the playground, or the person who always has friends to sit with at lunch. Well, I do have a few close friends, but that's it. Not everyone likes me as a person.
And my parents don't really help a lot either. See, my parents are divorced, and I live with my mom. Oh how I wish I live with my dad! My step-dad has a horrible influence on my mom, and they are both really mean to me. And my older brother, Carter doesn't help with that either.
One day, I had just gotten home from another day in the 3rd grade, and that was when I decided that I just can't take it anymore. I've had enough of everything that I've been through in my nine year old life.
After school on that horrible day, I went up to my room and got something that I've been hiding under my bed for months. It was a bottle filled with medicine.
If I take enough of the medicine, I could end up really sick. Maybe that will teach my family to care about me more!
I was practically seconds away from drinking the bottle, but for some odd reason, I looked at the TV in my room.
The TV showed some dance show. I've seen that show before, but for some reason, it just sticked out in my mind this time. And after watching TV for 10 minutes, I thought: "That's what I want to do for the rest of my life. I want to do exactly what they're doing."
So I put the medicine bottle down, and 2 hours later, I could do that same dance that the dancers did on the TV that day.
Even though I wasn't a princess, I had found a way of feeling like one.
Dance.