The same old beating had happened today.
I had not much money left to cover my bruises.
The only way I had learnt to survive was by dancing.
Whenever I starved I would pass it by dancing.
Whenever I'm bored I would dance.
Whenever an extreme emotion flows in my body I dance.
But the only way to really survive is to have money.
I earned money by dancing.
Illegal dancing.
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THE BET
Short Storyshe knew.. she knew what they were doing to her and yet.. she chooses to keep quiet and say nothing •• ||LISAKML123 ||COMPLETED ||PART ONE
