I walked around, making sure not to touch anything. I feel anger heat up inside as i see a wall, that is a shrine of me. Some of my most intimate moments are on this shrine. Then i feel a tear slide down my cheek, as i see a picture of my father, much smaller that the others.
~~FLASH BACK~~
It was my 5 year birthday. My mother knew how much i wanted a barbie. I pleaded day after day for one. So when my mom handed my a small envelope instead of a rectangular box my heart dropped into my stomach. She gave me an small smile, and an encoraging nod. My little hands ripped the top off, and out came a tattered dollar bill, and a small picture, I grasped my hand around the picture and looked at her in disbelive.
'' Is, is this him?'' I asked
she nodded.
Five days later the picture was gone.
~~FLASH BACK~~
No way, this person has been watching me forever.
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Dancing in The Dark
FanfictionVeronica Smith is a New York dancer, she moves to Bradford, United Kingdom for a new dance gig and things get serious, Veronica finds herself in a sticky situation and the only way to get out of it is well, Dancing in the dark.
