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The day I was going to quit my future life.

September 21 2012, the day I gave up the activity I love most. Do you know what it’s like to not be good at something, or being put down for something you love? Dance was my life, and I adored the excitement of being on stage until I was getting bullied. I went through the relentless insults for three years and I was ready for a change. Being at the studio for six days a week felt useless because my dance “friends” teased me all the time for not being the best. At that time I would have rather played with my friends because I didn’t have to worry about being picked on in class. Dance was more of a hassle then it should have been because I was definitely not enjoying it.

It was a normal day of dance class and I remember really working hard and feeling very confident in myself. I glanced to the back of the room and my “friends” were calling my name out and screaming out harsh words about how I danced. It wasn’t the first time they have done it, but I think that day it really sunk in to me that they were not my friends at all. I was just so shocked I couldn’t even talk. I remember vividly calling my mom with tears running down my face asking her to pick me up right away. It was the worst day of my life at the time and I swore to myself I was NOT ever going to dance again. Two weeks went by and honestly, I was really missing dance. I missed having sweat all over my body and working the hardest I could. But I was definitely not missing the people at the studio. When I thought about it more, I didn’t quit dance because I didn’t like it, I quit because of how I was being treated. I talked about it a lot with my dance teacher and she suggested I switch dance teams.

My new team was way more elite than my old one. They were doing tricks I couldn’t even imagine myself doing, and I didn’t understand why she put me with this team. I danced with them every single day and they were all very nice. Every single one of them helped me and I pushed myself harder than I ever did before. They were all my role models, and I just wanted to be like them. A year went by and I was now at the same level as them. I started to win awards at competitions and get recognized for my hard work. I started to get special parts in dances and I was considered one of the top dancers at my studio which was quite an achievement. Life was starting to come together and I couldn’t have been happier.

Today, I dance twenty seven hours a week and starting to train to become a professional dancer. I am at the studio as much as I can and somehow I have straight A’s in school. Every day I am at the studio working hard so I can get better. Even during the summer I am going to professional dance schools I got accepted into so I never stop working. I am not even close to being perfect, but that is my goal. I would have been a totally different person if I didn’t dance. I would not be strong at all, no balance, bad posture, no responsibility or time management skills, and many more. Why this was so important to me because I learned that you should not quit things you love because of others, you should either work at it or escape the problem. Never quit.