Learn To Fly ❤️

Chapter One- The day

I stick my hands in the chalk bucket, clapping my hands together and rubbing the powder all over my sweaty palms. I look at the floor, which has merged into a deep blue wave. I hear my name being called.

I step forward and present with that smile I practice in the mirror, that smile that gives everyone the idea that I am all too confident.

I get into my start position, and I hear my floor music start up. I feel the fire burn up inside of me, I feel myself get lost in the music, and I go.

I perform countless leaps, jumps, balances, and handsprings, and I know I am getting to the end of my piece. This is the part that I have feared, the part where I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming. I take a deep breath like coach told me, and I push all my power into the round off, into the back handspring backtuck fronttuck and finally the full. But when I get to the full I realise I've lost all my power, the spring in my legs has all gone, my eyes dart towards the floor as I see my head crashing down in slow motion, my mouth opening to scream but nothing coming out.

And then?

Silence.