29 December 2012
Closing my eyes I take a deep breath as I look out at the crowd surrounding the runway, my heart racing as it has done every night since I began this profession when I was just 21 years of age, closing my eyes I try and calm my racing heart as I let my routine run through my mind again, I know every step I have it memorised and my vampire reflexes enable me to not have to worry about tripping over of having someone touching me while I’m up there.
With my eyes still closed I think about the night I last spoke to my father (Philip), I was only 20 it was just before my birthday and he told me he wouldn’t be around for my next birthday. I had thought he was joking, or that he was going away on another of his so called business trips, it wasn’t until my Papa (John) told me a few days later that my father was gone and never coming back, he had killed himself in the search for my mother.
I remember crying myself to sleep for more than a month I felt so alone until I met Stevie, she showed me that there was more to life and that there was so much freedom in dancing and expression one’s self.
“Ladies and Gentlemen can we give a warm welcome to the naughties school girl of all Miss Trinity!” The sound of the announcers voice pulls me from my thoughts and I take last deep breath before stepping out onto the stage and beginning my slow seductive dance, my clothes slowly leaving my body until I’m standing on the stage in nothing more than my birthday suit…
~Trinity Cellar ; Alternate Reality~ • Opuss № I