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Someone was playing some song very loudly outside. The sound somehow made her feel nostalgic. She was not sure which song was playing and she did not understand she felt nostalgic. She opened her window to hear it better. It was the song she was obsessed with as a teenager and she had even danced to it in a dancing competition. She wanted to go out and dance to it like no one was watching. But the reality was that people would be watching. She did not know how to choose between her urge and the reality. [Your continuation goes here]
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She stand at her window remembering the day when she performed on that song…there was a smile on her face..a satisfactory one. She had a deep urge to dance but was scared. And then she saw that the song was played by an old couple and they were dancing to it. Seeing this she smiled more ..and went there. Seeing their enthusiasm she felt there was no point in being shy and suppressing her soul.. and then she danced..she danced and felt though she was truly living. She relived the moments of her teenage.
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This melted my heart! So lovely!
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She started tapping her feet and swinging to the beats. Now the urge to go out and dance increased even more. But the eyes of all the people watching held her back and she sat there, at her window, grooving to the beats.
This was very well written!
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Thank you for the nice comment:)
I love your ending! We tend to avoid people in such situations.
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[…] “But then she thought to herself, “Wait. Why would I NOT dance?” So she put on her favorite polka-dot leggings, tossed her hair up into a top knot, and happily jogged down the stairs and out the door. She laughed, assumed position in the middle of the street, and let her happiness take over.”
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Yay! Happiness all over! I love these moments when we just let go.
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Me too! Let’s have more of those. 🕊
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She walked around her living room as she thought about her youth, the drums and hopes that carried through the tune of the music. Slowly she began to dance, not the dance she’d done in her youth, but a new dance, one that recognized all that she had been through. From now on the song would signal her journey from place to place. It’s been a good journey.
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Oh, nice one! I love the perspective on reflecting change!
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She closed her eyes and started to sway. The slow subtle movement began to build and she began to move in a way long forgotten but still surprisingly within her reach. As she moved and spun, the dressings and trappings of self doubt and fear fell to the floor. She stepped gently over them as she walked towards the door that would, when she stepped through, set her free.
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This is a very nice one! I like your description of her state of mind in each step.
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And, a lot of memories flashed in front of her eyes. How she performed that day, not caring about people, what they are saying. Suddenly, she realized, she has changed herself, she is not like that, who think of people, for her there just noises and she again finds herself, meet her younger self who is confident , opens the door, goes out and starts dancing, living that life again, which has faded over time.
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Love the connection with the younger self! Nice description of inner thought process!
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Thank you 😊
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In the end, she did what she always did: nothing for fear of being inadequate; and nothing ever changed.
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Ahh:( maybe it is just not her time yet.
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Gotta be careful. Some opportunities only come around once.
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That is a good point!
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She swayed to the music a while longer; then began her descent down the stairs to the front door. Out into the wide world she went; drawn by the music. No longer fearing the stares of her nosey neighbors; “Let them stare,” she thought! She made her way down the block to a young man who was playing her song and began her dance. The young man couldn’t draw his eyes away as she danced, and my, the way she danced. Mesmerizing. After what seemed like forever, the song built to its’ crescendo and the finale. The girl finished and stood as still as stone gazing at the young man. Without a word, she walked up to him and wrapped him in a hug and whispered, ‘You have no idea what that song means to me,’ in his ears. They parted ways as newfound friends, with a unique connection that no one could ever challenge.
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This is so sweet! She has two connections here: to herself and to the new friends. Good for her!
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YES!
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So she put on her VR headset and slipped into a virtual world.
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She was not ready to take on the challenge then?
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Or she was stepping into an entirely new challenge!
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Hmm, maybe that.
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