My final dance competition was on Saturday. It was in Herriman, about 45 minutes away from Spanish Fork. My sister had to be there at eight a.m. I had had drill practice at 5:30 a.m. the day before, so I did not leave at seven with my sister because I needed sleep. At 1:30, my friend Erin and her mom took me to Herriman. We were stuck in traffic for about half an hour. When we got there, there was only five of us in our dressing room. Nine people were missing. A few minutes later, everyone had arrived, but...apparently one of the girls had food poisoning and was puking every ten minutes. It was just great. She couldn't compete in our first dance, so our team had to change quite a few things in the dance, making it very stressful. We performed though, and without too many random mistakes. We did not do as well as our last competition though.
In our second dance, Keep Us Safe, the sick girl decided that she was well enough to perform. We sort of stank up that dance, but we got first place anyway. In our first dance we got fifth overall in our division, which is pretty good.
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