You were a ballerina, or at least was your dream..

You went to classes after school, you were 18 years old, and well, there was going to be a play of Black Swan, you were between the options of being, but you wanted both roles, and well, you were going to get them..

You were dating your teacher’s son, and he would be every class watching you, and you would always cry to him begging to him to tell his dad to give you the paper..