Classical music flowed through the air.

Small, pink feet moved to the music.

Long, strong legs told the feet where to go.

A strong, thin torso bent back and forth.

Slender, pale arms moved gracefully to the music.

She danced.

Graceful like a swan.

Lovely as a rose.

Every women envied her for her beauty.

Her grace.

Her everything.

She was like the perfect little ballerina in a music box.

However, like everything in this world, there is always a story that now wishes to know or tell.