It was a cool October evening.Excitement and family members 1 the hall.I was only a 7-year-old girl, but I was the center of 2 .Finally, after weeks of preparation, I would show off all my hard work in a dance of performance.Everything would be 3 —so I thought.I waited baskstage all dressed up in my black tights with a golden belt.In a loud and clear voice, the master of ceremonies 4 that my class was next.