I had to get up very early that morning, because we had to be at the competition at 6:30 AM. The high school where the competition was held was extremely small. My studio's dressing room was the band room, which was way too small for 85 people. The room was grey with instruments everywhere. There were no windows, which made it very stuffy and hot, so it was very hard to change in and out of costumes. The stage was a little too slippery, but that made it easier for turns.
When I got there, my team and I stretched and warmed up. Then, we went and practiced our dances. I only had three dances that day, but they were all spread out over ten hours. The first two went great; I was very happy because I didn’t fall out of my scorpion or tilt. My …show more content…
It made a really weird "pop" and "snap" sound. It popped partially back into place and I didn’t really notice it that much because I was just focused on the dance and not messing up. I went to dance the next two weeks and my knee started hurting more and more.
My mom took me to a doctor, and the doctor said, "You dislocated your knee, so no dance for twelve to sixteen weeks."
I was very disappointed and sad because that meant that I would miss three competitions. I had to wear a sweaty ugly brace for four months, and to make everything worse, I had to do boring physical therapy for four long miserable months. The brace I had to wear scratched my other leg so much that it started bleeding.
After about eight weeks, I went back to the doctor and they told me I needed another eight weeks. I was frustrated, because I was so done with the brace. Sadly, I had to have another eight weeks without sports/dance, and I still had to do boring physical therapy. I still got to go to the competitions with my friends and support them, which was