Descriptive Writing About Dance

My heart is racing as I wait our turn to enter the stage. We watch from the side as another team enters the stage, their music starts and they flash their smiles at the judges and dance in unison. Our routine is next. My team and I have worked for six months to perfect our routine for this very moment at nationals. I feel butterflies in my stomach as I keep my muscles warm and stretched by running in place and exercising in a few crunches. I can not stay focused on the other team’s routine due to running over the counts of my dance in my head. The song comes to an end and they take a bow and walk off the stage. The announcer calls our routine number; my head starts to spin. We walk onto the stage and assume into our beginning positions.

The music starts and my head snaps up with a smile on my face. I have already started to sweat due to the lights gleaming onto the black stage. My body goes through the dance motions like I have practiced for months. Near the end of the dance we go to the formation where an aerial (no-handed cartwheel) is choreographed . When my turn comes, I do the trick and trip while landing it. I did not fall but my fault was obviously noticeable. The rest of the dance seems to go in slow-motion. As the music ends, we hit our ending pose, bow, and walk off the stage. My mother is waiting for me when I exit the stage. I feel total humiliation, as if I have let my whole team down. As a team, we walk to the lobby and watch the recorded video of our dance on a computer monitor. I watch my obvious mess-up and feel extremely disappointed in myself. The rest of that day was ruined for me. I am angry and hard to talk to. My mom tries reassuring me that my trip was not noticeable and I needed to enjoy the rest of my stay at nationals until they announce our results. My team decides to go to the pool and they are laughing and having fun but all I could do is keep replaying my mess-up in my mind. I could not stop internally beating myself up thinking about how I