Friday, November 4, 2016

Assignment 12- Quinn Andrews

The life of my dance shoes. My life is not glamorous. My house is dark and smells funny. But when the roof is ripped open with a big ZIPPP... well, that's the best. I get to see bright big spaces and shiny floors. The mirror make you feel like there is room everywhere. Then I get swept around the room. I spin and slide, and I swear sometimes I even get to fly. It's not perfect however, I do get squished quite a bit while running about, but that's okay. It's still an adventure. After a while, loud music starts and I can feel it through the floor. Me and all my friends line up (same positions every day) and move together. Except the few times we end up flailing on the floor as our people wipe out, but that doesn't happen too often. Sadly, it's over quickly and I get tossed back into the smelly abode. It hurts, I'm thrown in carelessly, until next time.

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