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It was a regular day in the Baylor's mansion 

and Heavenly was dancing and singing to her 

favorite song. She loved Rap, hip-hop, jazz, 

etc. But she was not a big fan of classical 

music, however her mother loved it and 

wanted her daughter to love it as much as she 

did. 

Heavenly loved to dance and everybody knew 

it, they encouraged her to try out for the 

neighborhood "dance dance" talent show, 

even her dad thought she was a great 

dancer.Everybody except for her mother who 

hated every type of music that wasn't 

classical.

Suddenly, her mom barged in her room angrily 

and told her, "to do something better than 

listening to this horrible music". Heavenly 

unwilling turned the music off and gave a 

scowl to her mother when she walked out.

The next day at school, heavenly sat with her 

best friends and they talked about their 

weekend. It was the end of the day and she 

started to head home with her friends. They all 

loved to dance and they even wanted to start a 

dance group called "dance-4-ever". 

She loved the idea but knew her mom wouldn't 

go for it and would tell her she is wasting her 

time. Deep down she wanted to make her 

mom happy but she also wanted to follow her 

dream.

It was a Saturday morning and heavenly went 

down stairs to eat breakfast. When she got 

there she saw a purple tutu sitting on the 

table. She was confused a first but soon 

realized what was going on and she hated it. 

She look at her mom who was grinning from 

ear to ear like she had one the lottery. Her 

mom then broke the silents and asked "how do 

you like it? you will start taking ballet classes 

tommorow" 

'Wow" is all that heavenly could say because 

she was amazed at how her mother didn't 

seem to listen to her at all, she was hurt. She 

couldn't even speak and if she did she would 

say something she would regret later on so, 

she just left .

She lay on her bed sobbing, hurt that her 

mother didn't care for her opinion on the way 

she wanted to live her life. She wanted to tell 

someone so she called up her best friends and 

told them what happened. 

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