The Dance .

Location: Scotland

I was fifteen , and was decieded I could go to my first dance , I pretended to take it all in my stride , but inside I was as scared as on my first confession , when I tried to find a good big sin , never made much of a show there for the priest sounded like he always did , no big shouting like my cousin said he would .
It was the custom you never left the house until after night prayers , and im thinking myabe God would talk my Dad out of letting me go , kept looking at his face looking for a frown , but only seen him wink at me , all was well ...my Mum was nice to me that night , which worried me some , and was near convinced she had been affected by the Rosary that night , when she started on my hair , she did the usual yanking at it , and thumped the brush of my skull when I yellped ..she let me wear it loose with just to clasps in the side ..and really did smile at me , the one that lit up her eyes , that made me think , what was a dance really like , I was about to find out as my cousin honked the horn of his car , seemed like it was forever we travelled , but we stopped soon enough at this huge tent , covered in fairy lights , and could hear the music from the car park , as I went inside , I stood and gasped , the stage was crammed with every instrument you could imagine , must have been twenty people there , the floor was jam packed with dancers , as I tried to stand near the wall , was the music that enthralled me , all thoughts of dances , and who was there just wasent in my head anymore , could feel the beat of the music in my feet , I wanted to be on stage , singing that was my dream ..to be up on the stage sing those songs , hear the beat know the notes , until as I near forgot to breath , a hand reached out and said ...come dance with me

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