narrative essay

There was always the annual PHS Dance show company in our school, where committed dancers prepared in the beginning of the year to perform on June, the end of the school year. I remembered signing up for the class with my best friend Isabel, a girl I met eight grade year, she reminded me a lot like another friend I had in elementary school, very slim, straight hair and fair skin. I shared a lot in common with her because we had similar personalities(shy, same taste in music). When the class first started they taught us the basics of dancing . In the beginning I had difficulties in dance because my body was too tense and I wouldn’t perfectly adjust to the moves.