Trapeze?
All my life I've wanted to be a circus, it's my name since I was very small. My mom hates me for that, she would like me to be a classical dancer or to dance in a German company. My cousin Amanda (one of my favorite people in the world), also wants to be part of the circus or live in a casa ocupa . When we talk about this with Sofia (her sister), she always cries because she says she can not live without us, I think she just exaggerates. I've always liked the trapeze, I love the idea of having to learn to perfection or die trying. But the truth is that I do not know anything I can do in the circus and Amanda either. Maybe it's not yet time to fly over a net inside a tent full of kids and moms eating pop corn.