A Dancer’s Bad Luck by Anessa Thompson

My life as a dancer is everything to me. Before I go on, I should introduce myself. My name is Reenae Treasure and I am 13 years old. This is the story of how I lost an amazing chance to my dream school, “A Dancer’s School.”

It all started when I got a phone call from “A Dancer’s School.” Auditions were available, and they wanted me to try out. Once the day came, I was so nervous, and I was sweating like crazy. As soon as I got there, they called my name to perform.

When they called my name, I was so nervous. I thought I messed up. I needed to go home, but before I walked out the door, a lady asked me, “Have you done the tour?” I answered her, “No, not yet.” “Let’s go before you leave,” said the lady.

While I was doing the tour, I met some girls Chloe, Sal and Riley. I didn’t like them that much. They ket bragging of how well they did. I didn’t like that because what if I didn’t do well? They would be making fun of me pretty much. That is just rude.

One month later, I got a phone call again saying I was in the school. They wanted me to be there the next week. I was wondering what to do next. When my mom got off the phone, she told me to pack my bags because I was going to move into a dorm…

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