Ballerina

She stood strong. She wore a light blue ballerina dress. The women held herself so still, as if she was frozen. Her face was pampered perfectly with makeup. She looked like a china doll. The music played a classic tune. Fur Elise, played on the piano. The lady moved so gracefully that her movements made her look like she was floating above ground. Then piano missed a note. The ballerina’s foot slipped. She fell. The ballerina grasped her ankle in pain. A single tear slid down her cheek. She stood up on her good leg. Her pale skin lit up under the shining spotlight. She pointed her creamy blue ballerina slipper to the smooth wooden floor. She balanced on her toes and fell again. She was broken. A broken china doll.