Personal Narrative-Val's POV

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Val 's POV
Today my two year old daughter, Alexandra, or as I call her Ali, is starting her first dance class. "Ali-gator," I said,"it 's time to get ready." "Otay papa," she replied in her little kid voice. I changed her into a black leotard that said "be {you} tiful" on it with a matching black tutu. I pulled her brown hair up into a ponytail and slid in a matching pink bow. "Tank ou papa," she said when I finished. "No problem buttercup. Let 's get you to dance," I said grabbing her hand and walking out the door. I drove to the dance studio. Ali talked all the way there about how excited she was. When we got there and got inside her attitude totally changed. "Papa I no go," she said as she noticed all the people. "Ali you 'll be fine," I

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