I dance because it is my passion. I dance to get that spark, that light in my eyes that I sometimes lose. Dancing makes me think more, yet it makes everything melt away. Dance is like a therapy session, where every movement is another weight off my chest. I love connecting solely with the music, and the story. There is something about being able to tell a story with no words that is so beautiful. I started dance lessons way late in the game. I thought I would be horrible, that nobody would like me. But then, I realized that it didn’t matter if I was good or not. It just mattered that I loved what I was doing. I dance to prove to the world that I am worth something. I dance to stay happy. Dancing is my air. I cannot live without it. I may cry, sweat, bleed, but at the end of the day, it’s all worth it. I never thought something could bring me such joy. I will never stop dancing. I dance because it gives me hope.