The Turning Point
Ten year old Rainy slid down a rope and landed right by Meg.
"Good moning Little Rain Drop."
"Hi Aunt Meg." Rainy said running off toward Lindsey.
"Rainy!" Lindsey hugged her friend and truned back to the other kids who her talking.
"He is said to stalk the halls of the dormatories at night and he kills each and every ballinina who is not in her dorm." Said Naveen one of the stage hand to the young ballinrinas of the Corpes de Ballet.
"They say he has an aprintec who follows him around and has learned every one of his tricks. And when she is older se will POUNCE!" he grabed Justine the eldest ballinirna.
Gustave walked in and came over to the group.
"It is also said that he is one of the greatest musical instructors of all." The 13 year old said coming and standing by Rainy who held her breath as he placed a hand on her sholder.
"I won't stand for this." Tessa yelled from bac stage.
"Haha, Hey why don't we have a contest to see who might be Madam Misty's understudy." Said Justine and so all the girls sand while Gustave played the piano for them and then Rainy went last giving her class mate a look Gustave began to play.
Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it secretly posses you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind in this darkness that you know you cannot find
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start to journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, folding, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me savor each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
They all aplauded but as Rainy curtised her mask came lose and droped to the floor. The childeren all screamed except for Lindsey and Gustave who both knew about the deformity. Rainy picked up her mask and with tears streaming down her cheeks dissapered.