It was happening again, sadly. For more that she tried to keep herself focused on classes so to try and not only make the monthly payments worth, but also to make something out of herself more than a dancer by a club, the human nature got to her.
Her eyes felt heavy and dry. As if also provoking her endurance, today’s teacher spoke calmly as they pointed by the projected presentation. Blabbering. The teacher kept saying nonsense that to her kept making sense for her brain was shutting down on her, one eye of her closed, so to be pried open by force, the other repeated the same dance and only when the last connection within her brain gave up was when her head slammed violently by her desk.










