The delicate dancing shoes by Max

Cramped, ramshackled and eerie the shed in the marshy plains was the last plains was the last place young Billy would have dared to go, but it was the only place that his father would never find his delicate pink dancing shoes. Every day he entered the derelict shed and danced until he was weary at the knees, however today would be his last. Because his father who was very demanding had traced his footsteps to the shed. Billy stumbled out of the shed where his father now towered above him…

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