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Dancing Shoes

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She couldn’t remember the last time she had left her house without her dancing shoes tied firmly on her feet. She never wanted to be caught without them. This was due to the fact that she believed at any moment a cool breeze might take the lead and waltz her through the park. She loved to dance. It didn’t matter the hour. It didn’t matter the place. It didn’t even matter if she was the only one who heard the music. She danced to school. She danced to work. She danced to church on Sundays and back home again. They might stare and they might judge. They might look down their noses and they might even point and laugh. She didn’t care. If she felt like dancing, there was nothing that could stop her.


Written by josiahh

July 16, 2012 at 4:17 PM

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  1. i’ve decided this one is a definite ‘miss’.

  2. Hauntingly lovely.


    July 17, 2012 at 9:47 AM

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