Doing a solo for the first time was nerve-racking for me. I remember being 5 years old, watching the older ballerinas doing their solos, and being amazed. I mean, to be able to dance like that, so freely and gracefully, in front of everyone? With everyone looking at you, and only you, it must be terrifying.

That seems like only yesterday. But now, 9 nine years later, I’m one of those girls. I’m the one with the beautiful costume and butterfly necklace and wings. And of course, my satin Grisko pointe shoes. Even I look beautiful, like a real ballerina. I’m actually wearing a tutu! And it’s pink! Thats so unlike me, I’m usually the one wearing jeans, a T-shirt, and chucks; the one with the grass stains on the knees of her tights in ballet class.

But today is totally my day, and I feel beautiful. I only hope that i can live up to my costume, and dance beautifully too.