And there it is, my name being announced. My heart is beating fast and I can’t help but smile. The curtain is drawn and the lights flash around looking for their star. But they never find her. She dissapears in an instant as her eyes catch sight of a plump white man in the seventh row. A plump white man known as her father.

Suddenly my masculine side takes over. I feel week all over and my legs begin to tremble. He sees me, I know he does. I can see his face distort as he puts the pieces together. The audience calls for me to dance, but I can’t. I just continue to watch my dad watch me.