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Some dance to spend energy. Some dance in style because they were created for it and that go well . Some because it is their dream. This story proves that dance connects two people.

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My name is Veronica Lynn Adams.
I dance since I can remember, before I started to dance than walk. In dance, I found myself and I that only go well in my life. Why? You'll learn in this story.

Me and my mother, Lori live in the poor house in Holmes Chapel. Once we were alone, homeless and abandoned for not paying bills, we hired this little house. We are poor, I´m not ashamed of it. I enjoy in it and I'm not ashamed to say that sometimes I have to eat or clothes.

But, hip hop saves me. Mom always took me before on the street and I watched as the boys turn around and perform strange moves. I immediately wanted to know what it is and I did. Then was born the love between me and hip hop.

I don´t have lots of friends. I have a dance team, they are relatively good. We call us 2stepscrew. We dance together for 2 years.

They called me on the competition in London, but I have no money to do it. So I dance on a street dance with them, and perform a variety of fudge, npr.writing on the wallsgraffits), attacks in cafes and houses. Already a lot of times we almost got caught by the police. But we don´t surrender. Some of us have jobs at pizzerias and earn money. Trying to get by. But this was our chance of a lifetime.

I have no father. He died as a drug overdose, at least mom says so. But honestly I do not know do I need to believe her, because we not talk about it. I understand that it is too painful but I know wanna more. I have no brother or sister. As I said, me and mother.

Now I´m just siting with Josh, leader of our group and watch our latest video, where we with masks run in store and draw graffiti on the walls. Our life is dangerous, but you have to enjoy it. But life is one. Risk that the police arrest us, but ...

And I didn´tsaid. I am 17 years old. That's me: http://weheartit.com/entry/30419329.

Well, that's my story, not so easy life. You know the rest in the story. You might be surprised. ;)

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As I said, I´m from Croatia, and I write this story on google translate . I don´t know english well. For next part you don´t have terms .. Like and coments. ♥

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 28, 2012 ⏰

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