I was in first grade when I first came in contact with dance. More specifically, ballet. How distant it seems now, but how beautiful. The truth is that as a little girl I didn't want to dance, I was even ashamed of my shadow. But come to think of it, that all changed a little later. Not only did I love ballet, but I couldn't live without it. Dancing on the familiar pointe, known to all, made me lose myself every time. Despite the pain and bruises, even though I was scared at first, now every choreography and every footfall expresses me and fills me with confidence. A hidden love for me! How happy a person can feel with something so simple! And the most beautiful thing? Seeing "The Nutcracker" on a live stage, I got more lost. I realized that this was for me! How lucky I felt to have this opportunity to see this ballet. How lucky I felt to have realized from a young age what expresses me and what I should pursue. Don't give up on your dreams! Keep trying, no matter how hard you struggle, no matter how much it hurts! Think about how many hours of training I can endure and how many more I can endure in the future, without caring, because I really want to! Set goals and make them happen!