On my 8th Birthday I had returned home from ballet to find the neighbors and my best friend from church had gathered at my house. I was so exited because I had thought they had forgotten my birthday. It was at that simple party at my house that I got gifted a music jewelry box with a twirling ballerina inside. To this day it still sits in my room and holds all the jewelry I posses...mostly junk or childhood jewelry I've kept.
I still wind it up sometimes to watch the ballerina dance because in my head that ballerina is me.



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