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Life Sucks
By: Dreamweaver
Hi. My name is Maria Lanosa. I'm a ballet dancer…well…I use to be. Two years ago I was in a accident with my parents. A car accident to be specific. It was dark and we were going home, I had just finished my recital. My dad was driving at the time. The light turned green and we were moving into the intersection when a car decided to run the red light. The car hit us full on.
The doctors told me my dad was killed instantly. My mother…lets just say she's not going to be waking up anytime soon. The doctors didn't think I was going to pull through but I proved them wrong. It wasn't easy but I wasn't going to show any weakness.
Thanks to the accident, it took a long time for my legs to heal. I use to go to a performance school. Key word, use to. At my school, your feet mean everything. I went to that school on a scholarship but once they found out it would take quite a while for my legs to heal, they dropped me. I loved going to that school, how I wish I could back but without the scholarship money there was no way in hell I was going to be able to afford the tuition.
I go to a normal high school now. I do chorus for my voice isn't all that bad. I've decided to take JROTC so I can get some muscle from the PT. I take kickboxing after school as well. I still dance but in private. My legs have to get use to the weight and strain I put on them again. Since I have no other family I got a lawyer and became emancipated. I live in a crappy ass apartment because with the money I earn I have to pay for medical bills. My life as of now…it sucks.
Part One:
Maria walked to the abandoned warehouse where she would go to practice dancing by herself. Inside was a wooden floor and the walls were covered with mirrors. Maria placed her hair into a bun. She took off her backpack and grabbed her pointe shoes (ballet shoes) with her dance clothes. Maria changed into Prima-Cotton Camisole Leotard Black with burgundy velvet and white footless tights. She placed her shoes on her feet and laced them around her ankles. She stretched her body before going into a position.
Maria stretched her right leg out behind her, lifting her left hand into the air. Once in that position she got onto the tips of her toes, her face sweating, she could already feel the strain on her toes and legs. Not handling it any longer, she went brought her leg back down and put her weight on both her feet. Maria stretched her legs once more.
Maria grabbed her boom box that she brought with her and put in a CD. She was going to dance to a song called Exaltation by James Swearingen. Placing her body into position she waited for the music to begin, cueing her to start. As the music began she lifted her right foot slowly into the air then going en pointe (on toes).
While dancing Maria would look at the mirror to scrutinize herself. When the music started to speed up, Maria would go into more difficult moves. She got so into the music she did a tour jete (leap while turning), not paying attention to her footing Maria landed wrong and hit the floor on her butt. 'Damn it.' She thought. She got off the floor while rubbing her butt.
Maria turned off the music and faced the mirror. Placing her body in fourth position, she then moved into a tondue. From there she did some leaps. She first did a tour jete, then a grande jete (big throw), a saut de chat (step of the cat), she repeated this process until she could do each move without falling or stumbling. Maria rested a bit, grabbing a towel to wipe off her sweat and drinking water. After 5 minutes, Maria put herself in the proper position to perform a fouette. Making sure her feet were correct she went en pointe and begin to do fouettes. She was able to do 5 fouettes in succession and was about to do 6 when she made the mistake of lifting the supporting heel to early which cause her to tumble to the ground.
' Fuck!' Maria closed her eyes frustration. She took deep breathes trying to calm herself down. Maria opened her eyes and stared at her reflection. Images started going through her mind. An image of her first taking ballet classes, her learning a leap, her first recital, her parents encouragement, dancing at school, and the recital before the crash. Instead of seeing her reflection in the mirror Maria saw herself in the hospital lying on the bed with cuts, bruises, bandages and dried blood covering her skin. Tubes in her arms and mouth while she laid unconscious. Doctors surrounding her body trying to revive her.
Maria approached the mirror, her eyes watering with tears as she stared at the image. Her eyes widening. She placed her palm flat against the mirror. Maria tapped the glass.
" Wake up…" She whispered. She tapped again. "Wake up, wake up!!!" She screamed at the image. Both of her hands pounding against the mirror. " Wake up goddamnit!!" Maria kept shouting and pounding until part of the mirror cracked against her hand.
" WAKE UP DAMN YOU!!!" She screamed at her image. Her right hand hit the cracked part of the mirror causing her skin to be sliced from the sharp edge. Maria hissed and cradled her hand. Looking at her hand, she noticed that it started to bleed. Maria looked up from her hand and saw that the image of her at the hospital was replaced by her reflection.
Maria turned away from the mirror and walked to her backpack where she carried bandages. She bandaged her hand and changed back into her street clothes. Grabbing her bag and boom box Maria walked out of the warehouse and headed towards the hospital. Everyday she would visit the hospital to see how her mom was doing.
Maria entered the room to see the nurse checking the charts. " Hi Maria." The nurse said.
" Hey. Any change?" Maria greeted.
" Sorry, no. Are you going to stay long today?"
" Nah, I got to get to work. I just came by to see her." The nurse smiled at her then left the room. Maria dropped her bag at a nearby chair and approached the bed. Maria grabbed her mom's hand and started to tell her about her day.
" Hi mom. Today went okay. School is a pain in the ass as always. I didn't get into any fights though I did want to hit Felicia again. I practiced again today at the warehouse. I'm getting a little bit better at the turns." She whispered.
A tear strayed down Maria's face. " Wake up soon." Maria kissed her mothers cheek and placed her hand back down to her side. Maria grabbed her bag and took one more look at her mother before heading off to work.
Maria entered a diner called Greasy Spoons. Heading to the backroom, she changed into her uniform. 5 hours later Maria sat at a booth with her feet up top the table counting her tips. Finish counting her tips Maria went to the back room and changed back into her street clothes and was ready to walk out when her boss called her.
"Maria!" He called out.
" What?"
" You got a phone call."
" From who?"
" Hell if I know. Come take it." Maria's face took on a confused expression and answered the phone.
" Hello."
" Hi, is this Maria Lanosa?" The voice on the phone questioned.
" Yes this is she. Who's asking?"
" My name is Marcus Reeves. I work at St. Mary's hospital." Maria gripped the telephone, afraid of what he was going to tell her. " My call concerns your mother." She clenched the phone. " I'm sorry to tell you this but your mother has----" The world started to slow down for Maria when the last words were spoken.
She dropped the phone and with her bag on her she ran out of the diner like a bat out of hell. Tears streaking down her face as she ran to the hospital. Instead of taking the elevator, Maria ran up six flight of stairs and didn't stop running until she got to her mothers room. As she stood at the doorway, her chest heaving for air, the nurse was removing the needles and heart monitor.
" Get out." The nurse turned to face her. " Get out." The nurse complied and left the room. Maria shut the door and walked to the bed. Her hands trembling, she reached to touch her mothers face. Once she made contact she immediately pulled her hand back.
' You're so cold.' She thought. Maria pulled up a chair to the bed and grabbed her mothers hand. She didn't know how long she was sitting there holding her hand until the doctor touched her shoulder.
" Maria, its time to let go." He told her. Maria stood up and looked at her mothers face. Maria kissed her temple and slowly eased her grip on her hand and placed it on the bed. The doctor guided Maria out of the room while the nurses covered the body. " Maria, if you ever need to talk---" Before he could even finished the sentence Maria pulled out of his grip and just walked away.
Maria didn't know where her feet were taking her but she just didn't give a damn. Eventually she ended back at the warehouse. Maria stared at her reflection. She took in the bloodshot eyes and the pale face. She leaned her back against the mirror. She slid to the ground and just cried. No noise, just silent tears. Maria just cried until there was no water left in her body to produce tears. Maria took out a picture that had her parents and herself smiling at the camera. Slowly exhaustion started to take over her body and Maria fell asleep.
A blinding white light engulfed Maria's body. As the light settled Maria was no longer in the warehouse. Maria opened her eyes to feel something crawling on her stomach. She looked down to see a spider crawling on her. " Ahh!" Maria jumped up and brushed the spider off of her. After making sure that no other bugs or icky things were crawling on her or her bag did Maria notice her surroundings.
Maria looked around to find herself not in the warehouse but in the forest? " What the hell?" Maria looked around all in confusion.
" Hello? Is anybody there?" She called out, only to be answered with silence. Maria stuffed her picture into her pocket and decided to explore. Walking around the trees and branches Maria hoped that she would walk into someone soon.
" How the hell did I end up here?" Maria muttered to herself. A sound from behind her made Maria stop and turn.
" Hello? Is anybody there?" She called out. Nothing. Figuring that it was just the wind she continued walking. A big rustling sound from the bushes made her stop again. Her body stiffened up. " Now I know somethings there." She said. Maria turned around. " Come out whoever you are."
A big ugly creature came out of the bushes. It looked somewhat human to Maria. It had dark marred skin and it smelled…BAD. The creature carried a sword and a arrow. Maria ducked to the ground when a arrow hit the tree behind her. Her eyes widened when she creature prepared to fire another arrow at her. " Oh shi--"
To Be Continued….
Please read and review. I hope you guys find this interesting. And I will update soon. Please review.
Life Sucks
By: Dreamweaver
Hi. My name is Maria Lanosa. I'm a ballet dancer…well…I use to be. Two years ago I was in a accident with my parents. A car accident to be specific. It was dark and we were going home, I had just finished my recital. My dad was driving at the time. The light turned green and we were moving into the intersection when a car decided to run the red light. The car hit us full on.
The doctors told me my dad was killed instantly. My mother…lets just say she's not going to be waking up anytime soon. The doctors didn't think I was going to pull through but I proved them wrong. It wasn't easy but I wasn't going to show any weakness.
Thanks to the accident, it took a long time for my legs to heal. I use to go to a performance school. Key word, use to. At my school, your feet mean everything. I went to that school on a scholarship but once they found out it would take quite a while for my legs to heal, they dropped me. I loved going to that school, how I wish I could back but without the scholarship money there was no way in hell I was going to be able to afford the tuition.
I go to a normal high school now. I do chorus for my voice isn't all that bad. I've decided to take JROTC so I can get some muscle from the PT. I take kickboxing after school as well. I still dance but in private. My legs have to get use to the weight and strain I put on them again. Since I have no other family I got a lawyer and became emancipated. I live in a crappy ass apartment because with the money I earn I have to pay for medical bills. My life as of now…it sucks.
Part One:
Maria walked to the abandoned warehouse where she would go to practice dancing by herself. Inside was a wooden floor and the walls were covered with mirrors. Maria placed her hair into a bun. She took off her backpack and grabbed her pointe shoes (ballet shoes) with her dance clothes. Maria changed into Prima-Cotton Camisole Leotard Black with burgundy velvet and white footless tights. She placed her shoes on her feet and laced them around her ankles. She stretched her body before going into a position.
Maria stretched her right leg out behind her, lifting her left hand into the air. Once in that position she got onto the tips of her toes, her face sweating, she could already feel the strain on her toes and legs. Not handling it any longer, she went brought her leg back down and put her weight on both her feet. Maria stretched her legs once more.
Maria grabbed her boom box that she brought with her and put in a CD. She was going to dance to a song called Exaltation by James Swearingen. Placing her body into position she waited for the music to begin, cueing her to start. As the music began she lifted her right foot slowly into the air then going en pointe (on toes).
While dancing Maria would look at the mirror to scrutinize herself. When the music started to speed up, Maria would go into more difficult moves. She got so into the music she did a tour jete (leap while turning), not paying attention to her footing Maria landed wrong and hit the floor on her butt. 'Damn it.' She thought. She got off the floor while rubbing her butt.
Maria turned off the music and faced the mirror. Placing her body in fourth position, she then moved into a tondue. From there she did some leaps. She first did a tour jete, then a grande jete (big throw), a saut de chat (step of the cat), she repeated this process until she could do each move without falling or stumbling. Maria rested a bit, grabbing a towel to wipe off her sweat and drinking water. After 5 minutes, Maria put herself in the proper position to perform a fouette. Making sure her feet were correct she went en pointe and begin to do fouettes. She was able to do 5 fouettes in succession and was about to do 6 when she made the mistake of lifting the supporting heel to early which cause her to tumble to the ground.
' Fuck!' Maria closed her eyes frustration. She took deep breathes trying to calm herself down. Maria opened her eyes and stared at her reflection. Images started going through her mind. An image of her first taking ballet classes, her learning a leap, her first recital, her parents encouragement, dancing at school, and the recital before the crash. Instead of seeing her reflection in the mirror Maria saw herself in the hospital lying on the bed with cuts, bruises, bandages and dried blood covering her skin. Tubes in her arms and mouth while she laid unconscious. Doctors surrounding her body trying to revive her.
Maria approached the mirror, her eyes watering with tears as she stared at the image. Her eyes widening. She placed her palm flat against the mirror. Maria tapped the glass.
" Wake up…" She whispered. She tapped again. "Wake up, wake up!!!" She screamed at the image. Both of her hands pounding against the mirror. " Wake up goddamnit!!" Maria kept shouting and pounding until part of the mirror cracked against her hand.
" WAKE UP DAMN YOU!!!" She screamed at her image. Her right hand hit the cracked part of the mirror causing her skin to be sliced from the sharp edge. Maria hissed and cradled her hand. Looking at her hand, she noticed that it started to bleed. Maria looked up from her hand and saw that the image of her at the hospital was replaced by her reflection.
Maria turned away from the mirror and walked to her backpack where she carried bandages. She bandaged her hand and changed back into her street clothes. Grabbing her bag and boom box Maria walked out of the warehouse and headed towards the hospital. Everyday she would visit the hospital to see how her mom was doing.
Maria entered the room to see the nurse checking the charts. " Hi Maria." The nurse said.
" Hey. Any change?" Maria greeted.
" Sorry, no. Are you going to stay long today?"
" Nah, I got to get to work. I just came by to see her." The nurse smiled at her then left the room. Maria dropped her bag at a nearby chair and approached the bed. Maria grabbed her mom's hand and started to tell her about her day.
" Hi mom. Today went okay. School is a pain in the ass as always. I didn't get into any fights though I did want to hit Felicia again. I practiced again today at the warehouse. I'm getting a little bit better at the turns." She whispered.
A tear strayed down Maria's face. " Wake up soon." Maria kissed her mothers cheek and placed her hand back down to her side. Maria grabbed her bag and took one more look at her mother before heading off to work.
Maria entered a diner called Greasy Spoons. Heading to the backroom, she changed into her uniform. 5 hours later Maria sat at a booth with her feet up top the table counting her tips. Finish counting her tips Maria went to the back room and changed back into her street clothes and was ready to walk out when her boss called her.
"Maria!" He called out.
" What?"
" You got a phone call."
" From who?"
" Hell if I know. Come take it." Maria's face took on a confused expression and answered the phone.
" Hello."
" Hi, is this Maria Lanosa?" The voice on the phone questioned.
" Yes this is she. Who's asking?"
" My name is Marcus Reeves. I work at St. Mary's hospital." Maria gripped the telephone, afraid of what he was going to tell her. " My call concerns your mother." She clenched the phone. " I'm sorry to tell you this but your mother has----" The world started to slow down for Maria when the last words were spoken.
She dropped the phone and with her bag on her she ran out of the diner like a bat out of hell. Tears streaking down her face as she ran to the hospital. Instead of taking the elevator, Maria ran up six flight of stairs and didn't stop running until she got to her mothers room. As she stood at the doorway, her chest heaving for air, the nurse was removing the needles and heart monitor.
" Get out." The nurse turned to face her. " Get out." The nurse complied and left the room. Maria shut the door and walked to the bed. Her hands trembling, she reached to touch her mothers face. Once she made contact she immediately pulled her hand back.
' You're so cold.' She thought. Maria pulled up a chair to the bed and grabbed her mothers hand. She didn't know how long she was sitting there holding her hand until the doctor touched her shoulder.
" Maria, its time to let go." He told her. Maria stood up and looked at her mothers face. Maria kissed her temple and slowly eased her grip on her hand and placed it on the bed. The doctor guided Maria out of the room while the nurses covered the body. " Maria, if you ever need to talk---" Before he could even finished the sentence Maria pulled out of his grip and just walked away.
Maria didn't know where her feet were taking her but she just didn't give a damn. Eventually she ended back at the warehouse. Maria stared at her reflection. She took in the bloodshot eyes and the pale face. She leaned her back against the mirror. She slid to the ground and just cried. No noise, just silent tears. Maria just cried until there was no water left in her body to produce tears. Maria took out a picture that had her parents and herself smiling at the camera. Slowly exhaustion started to take over her body and Maria fell asleep.
A blinding white light engulfed Maria's body. As the light settled Maria was no longer in the warehouse. Maria opened her eyes to feel something crawling on her stomach. She looked down to see a spider crawling on her. " Ahh!" Maria jumped up and brushed the spider off of her. After making sure that no other bugs or icky things were crawling on her or her bag did Maria notice her surroundings.
Maria looked around to find herself not in the warehouse but in the forest? " What the hell?" Maria looked around all in confusion.
" Hello? Is anybody there?" She called out, only to be answered with silence. Maria stuffed her picture into her pocket and decided to explore. Walking around the trees and branches Maria hoped that she would walk into someone soon.
" How the hell did I end up here?" Maria muttered to herself. A sound from behind her made Maria stop and turn.
" Hello? Is anybody there?" She called out. Nothing. Figuring that it was just the wind she continued walking. A big rustling sound from the bushes made her stop again. Her body stiffened up. " Now I know somethings there." She said. Maria turned around. " Come out whoever you are."
A big ugly creature came out of the bushes. It looked somewhat human to Maria. It had dark marred skin and it smelled…BAD. The creature carried a sword and a arrow. Maria ducked to the ground when a arrow hit the tree behind her. Her eyes widened when she creature prepared to fire another arrow at her. " Oh shi--"
To Be Continued….
Please read and review. I hope you guys find this interesting. And I will update soon. Please review.