Personal Narrative Analysis

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I’ve spent the past ten years of my life pushing my body to the max. Sore muscles and blistered toes have become common for me. In fact, I can’t remember the last time a week’s gone by without one body part or another hurting. My blood, sweat, and tears are probably embedded in the floorboards of my studio — but I wouldn’t trade it for a thing. No matter how much pain it causes me, I keep coming back. Dance has truly become my life. It’s a form of self expression that I’ve learned to use as a method of self improvement for every part of my life. I often use it as a coping mechanism. When I’m upset, the barre is there for me to lean on. When I’m angry, I can put on my pointe shoes and prance my problems away. I could be in the worst possible

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