Blind Date

If I had the chance to pick two charcters from books to go on a blind date, I'd choose Jacob from Twighlt and Katniss Everden from Hunger Games. I chose to pair these two together because both are really courages and caring for others in their books. Also both are really attractive in the movies so I think they'd make a very cute couple. Their celebrity couple name, "Jatniss" would be really orginal. Lastly they can have their own tv spin off about a rampaging survivalist and a wolf man.

I am from

I am from a place
Where the stage is my home and spot lights hit my face
 I am from a place
Where I don't feel accomplished until I hear the sound of my feet tap tapping away on the floor
I am from a place
 Of five hours of brutal practices three days a week
I am from a place
 Where the sound of the music can be felt from the tips of my toes to the expressions in my face
I am from a place
Where sweat dripping down my face means I've had a good day
I am from a place
Where injuries are common but won't leave me standing still in one place
I am from a place
Where my body is my instrument while I let the music play
I am from a place
Where one wrong move can leave you on your face but at doesn't stop me from being embraced by the music
I am from a place
 Where my pointe shoes leave my feet blistered and sore
I am from a place
Where the music leaves me wanting more
A fouetté here a fire bird there I feel like a sparrow when I leap through the air
I am from a place
Where I won't stop dancing until my frail body gives in & I take my last breathes.

True life: I'm a piñata.

A few days ago I was sitting on a shelf in the Clearance isle. Now here I am, a candy filled donkey hanging from a tree surrounded by a swarm of devious children. They stood about shouting and giggly. I watched their meager attempts to jump and pull me down from the oak tree but, time after time they failed. All this had been taking place while I sat hanging above their hungry faces, trying to figure out my fate. Was the stories I had heard from my fellow piñata friends been true? For months I listened to stories of piñatas like myself, being filled with sugary goodness just to be beaten and preyed upon by demonic children. Well now the time had came, I no longer had to guess my impending doom. A blindfolded child slowly approached me with a bat in hand. Nothing could prepare me for what happened next.