Post by BREEZY ROSE SILLS on Apr 9, 2011 10:59:39 GMT -6
breezy rose sills
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22 : CIRCUS : DAREDEVIL
BRAVE : DETERMINED : LOYAL : HONEST
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Ive always been the different one in my life. Whether it be at school or at home. Lets just say, no one in my family would ever think about wanting to join a circus like i've always wanted to. My mother was a marketing manager at some marketing ferm. I never really got into that, as much as she tried to spark my interest.. i just never really cared about that. Then there was my father, he was a good man. Of course, he was no different then my mother. He was a plastic surgeon and he wanted me to follow in his footsteps. Yes, i did come from a rather competitive family but that was alright because i knew that i didn't want to follow either of their paths. The fact that i didn't want to become something as successful really hurt me in the long run because my parents felt as if i wasn't worth their love anymore. Growing up i felt very alone, but i've always had a good head on my shoulders and decided to take matters into my own hands. As i got older, i found more rough things that i could do. I hung out with rather rough people so i mean, who could i not? It wasn't like drugs i was talking about, i mean like mountain biking on trails that seem impossible, rock climbing on cliffs without any support, the adrenaline was just something i craved and my parents were not too happy with that. Around this time my mother got rather harsh. Since she knew i didn't have a future in either marketing or plastic surgery, she pushed my into dance. Constantly she began to break me down, not letting me eat at certain times, making me stretch ot the point were i felt as if i just couldn't walk.
Luckily though, i was going to be graduating high school very soon. My mother couldn't follow me into college, she couldn't do anything like that. Though...she did have to sit there and pick colleges for me. There was a program that sent ballet dancers out to Russia to study with a few russian dancers for a few months. It was something a lot of true, die hard american dancers would want! Me? well not so much but like always, i didn't have a choice in that. It was kind of like being sent to a boot camp and man was in pain almost every day. I actually ended up staying for a few years. My mother had lied to be about the amount of time i was staying and that was heart breaking. Lets just say, i wasn't planning on going home when i got back to America. That careful life just wasn't for me, it was time for me to do something i wanted.
That was when i started looking for jobs when i got home. Now.. there weren't many jobs that i found that fit my interest of putting my life at risk. One option was to become a stunt woman, but that just wasn't my thing. I wanted the attention obviously. That was when i found the circus. Now if i wanted, i did have the potential to be a contortionist or something girley like that, but why be something that reminded me of my past and do something ive always wanted to do and had the skill to do? At first i was very hesitant and afraid that they might not want to take me in as a dare devil. Just because i honestly don't look like i would play cards with death. I had lots of secretive things about me and i wasn't going to let this opportunity pass up. I was definitely interested and craving the circus life, leaving my family behind was the best thing i could have ever done.
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