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I have made a lot of difficult decisions in my short life span so far, but this one was definitely the worst. I was at dance class and once again I was told it was time for the __**The Great Russian Moscow Ballet Nutcracker**__ auditions to role around. I was a snow flake for two years in a row and a mouse one year, but......... last year i tried out for a mouse, like the year before, and unfortunately I didn't get the role. I was really upset, and was almost positive that I was never going to be in the Nutcracker again.

That night I went home and told my mom about the Nutcracker. She said, " You should audition since this is your last year you might be able to." "Why won't I," I asked in curiosity wondering the answer to her question, even though I knew I didn't care. " Next year I may have to pull you from dance since driving you around and the homework issue is insane." she explained in a disappointed voice. I said that I was going to go upstairs and think about my audition. I followed to what I had said and I thought, but out of know wear i started crying, but I realized it was because I had never had to quit anything before or drop and activity and now that it was a time I muttered" this is going to be a difficult choice."

After a long, tough, hard thinking session I realized I should take the opportunity to try-out again even though I was still with a broken heart from the first time.

A week past and the day of the auditions came. All of us dancers were waiting impatiently in the holding room with are hair pulled back, and are numbers pinned on our all black leotard that we were wearing with tights and dance shorts. You could feel the butterfly's flying around the room that had burst from the dancers stomachs. As I stood there I remembered the years of the auditions before, and the day of the auditions from last year.

Last year the days of the audition I was going into the room knowing that I was going to make as you can tell I was wrong. I had come out of the room in tears with make-up running every wear and not knowing what to do with myself.

As you can see, the last time I auditioned were horrendous and I don't want a repeat of last year. A minute later we were called in and we all stood in the room, and for some reason I couldn't stop smiling. I did everything I was told as best as I could, but a half-n-hour past and we were dismissed. I had started crying as I was exiting because I didn't think I had made it because I wasn't asked to do the same choreography as the others. I felt like it was going to be a repeat of last year.

The next morning i woke up to the rocking and pushing from my mom. She handed me her phone and said click on the top email. I did as she had ordered and read " congratulations, you have been chosen by Svetlana,the Russian dancer from the auditions, has chosen you to be a part of this years Nutcracker and are a mouse." I was so excited that I was crying, once again. I was so happy I could barely concentrate all day. Obviously it was a difficult choice, but it was worth it.

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It was a difficult choice to make.