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Plesalka 23. del

Ojla!
Po dolgem času sem se odločila napisati nov del ;). UŽIVAJTE! <3

Čez nekaj trenutkov prideta še Ema in Gaja.
»Hej punce!« nas pozdravi Ema.
»Ojla!« ji odzdravim nazaj. Trenutek za tem mi prileti v objem. »Zakaj pa to?«
»Kaj? A objem? Objem je zato, ker si se uvrstila naprej!«
Odgovorim ji, da sem že čisto pozabila, trenutek za tem pa dobim na obraz rahlo klofuto. »Ne delaj se norca no! Lahko si ponosna nase! Takšne stvari se pač ne pozabi!«
V parku se skupaj zabavamo še kakšne pol ure, nakar se spomnim, da imava z Gajo čez 10 minut trening. »GAJA! TRENING!« zakričim.
V trenutku se vse štiri spogledamo in stečemo proti dvorani. Tja prispemo ravno pravi čas. Kmalu se Ana in Ema odpravita drugam, medve z Gajo pa čakava pred vrati.
»Nika?« me je previdno vprašala.
»Želiš?«
»Ali misliš, da sem dovolj dobra za to … Glej zadnje čase je vse drugače. Počutim se, kot, da nisem dovolj dobra za ta nastop,« je počasi začela Gaja.
Debelo sem jo pogledala.
»Kaj pa ti je? Seveda, da si dovolj dobra za to! Super si! Tvoji gibi so … in tvoje telo je … Rojena si za ples, Gaja!«
Ob tem sem se zamislila. Nekateri imajo to srečo. Njihovo telo je rojeno za ples! Lahko naredijo karkoli … Najhuje pa je, da jih večina te priložnosti ne izkoristi. In potem imamo tu mene. Spomnila sem se, čez kaj vse sem šla, da sem v takšnem stanju. Mislim, še vedno trpim, ampak koliko sem morala za to narediti in pretrpeti. In potem me dekle, ki ima popolno telo, sprašuje, če je ona dovolj dobra zato. Priznam, to me je spravilo v precej slabo voljo. Razdraženo sem zavzdihnila.
»Bodi hvaležna za to, kar imaš! Nekateri nimajo te možnosti!« sem jezno zavpila.
Gaja me je užaljeno pogledala in se obrnila stran.
Trenutek za tem sem že obžalovala svoje besede. Ne bi smela reči kaj takega, sploh svoji prijateljici.
»Glej, oprosti. Žal mi je. Ampak resno, bodi hvaležna, da imaš to možnost.«
»V redu je. Ampak ne razumem, zakaj je tebi tako mar za takšne stvari in zakaj naenkrat govoriš toliko o zmožnostih in o tem, da drugi nimajo take sreče. Mislim, kako pa ti veš, kako je takšnim ljudem?!«
Nisem mogla verjeti svojim ušesom. Krava neumna! Kako lahko govori tako! Dobro, dovolj mi je. Vso jezo bom stresla na njo in ji povedala vse!
»MORDA PA SEM – SLUČAJNO - BILA JAZ TAKŠNA VRSTA ČLOVEKA! IN MORDA PA JAZ ŠE PREDOBRO VEM, KAKO JE!« sem besno zakričala.
Ujela sem njen pogled. En sam pogled je opisoval toliko čustev … Gledala me je z grozo, strahom in obžalovanjem v očeh. Sledila je minuta molka. Že je hotela odpreti usta, nakar je skozi vrata vstopila učiteljica.
»Zdravo, moje ime je Jasmina in pripravljala vas bom na nastop,« je živahno pozdravila.

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Juhu. Milsila sem, da zgodbe ne bo več! Bravo. I love this story. Komaj čakam nov del! 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Nevem kaj naj

da si povečam samozavest. V razredu imam sošolko,ki jo imajo vsi radi. Na volitvah za predcednika razreda je zmagala ona. Zakaj? Zato ker je najbolj priljubljena in še same petke ima.

Pisalnica - Navodila

*roza*Pisalnica je namenjena branju, ustvarjanju in komentiranju izmišljenih zgodb ali pesmi. Izid zgodbe lahko napoveš in s tem povečaš napetost in pričakovanje bralcev. Odločiš se lahko tudi, da nadaljevanja tvoje zgodbe izhajajo ob istih terminih, da bodo oboževalci tvojih zgodb vedno vedeli, kdaj lahko pridejo po nove bralne zalogaje. Če nisi za marketinške trike, pa lahko zgodbo objaviš tudi takoj. *roza*
*zelena*PRAVILA:*zelena*
Mlade pisatelje in komentatorje zgodb pozivamo, da so vljudni in spoštljivi. Prepovedano je žaljenje in pozivanje k razkritju identitete.
*roza*POMEMBNO: *roza**modra*Če naletite na kakršnokoli neprimerno objavo, kliknite na kolešček v spodnjem desnem kotu objave in izberite možnost "Prijavi". Tako nam pomagate našo stran ohranjati prijetno in varno!*modra*

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