May 26, 2014
Ok, I should probably talk about what happened yesterday. But first some background info, I have lived in this "school"-it's more like a prison-for 10 years now. My parents died when I was 1 year old and I lived with my grandmother until I was 5. Then my grandmother died, but before she did she ingrained in me a deep love for dance of any type. The one problem is the people passing me from orphanage to orphanage didn't like the way I danced everywhere, and also didn't like the way I sang everywhere also. So, finally I was placed here at Madame Lily's School of Dance for Orphaned Girls, where they thought I'd be of use, and it was a fit, and that's where I've been ever since. You might think Madame Lily would be a nice ballet teacher that loved her girls she watched. She hates us, me in particular, even though I am her star dancer, aka the dancer that gets all the star roles. All the girls wear the same blue uniform so all the kids know who we are and avoid us. You might think that the uniforms would be ok, except when you think about the fact all of them are second hand. All except for mine because I grew out of the old one and Madame Lily didn't have any bigger sizes. Most of the girls wear a black skirt and a pink top for practice. I wear a red top and a short black skirt, so I stand out because Madame Lily wants me to for some reason. The only thing that I can't do until night time is sing. Madame Lily hated it when anybody sang. Any way this entry has become way too long I'll continue tomorrow.
