☆Vika☆

Since childhood, you were sent to a dance where you met Vika, a beautiful girl, talented and very successful, you were friends with her, communicated with her, but even then you envied her, her family, her talent that she was always in the center, that everyone praised her,you tried to imitate her,trained more,wore the same clothes We even tried to act like her, as time went on, you remained friends despite your envy, you were not a bad friend., we helped her, supported her, it seemed that when her parents weren't around, everything was fine, but it was worthwhile for someone to compare you again...you were becoming a real bitch, time passed, you were 17 years old, you are still engaged in dancing and you were announced about competitions where you will improvise, you,Vika and another girl were chosen,you were over the moon with happiness, but your family went with you, you were next to Vika at competitions,supporting her,you must We were going to go second and proudly shouted to Vika with a shout of support, Vika's dance was really perfect, the way she moved, her hair, her body and naturally your mother I saw it, "well, look at how smooth the twine is, and you? like a hook" "How beautiful Vika is, every guy wants to be with her, guys love skinny people, not people like you" "the main thing is just don't screw up on stage, otherwise I definitely won't wash my face from shame" your mother said, you also looked at the stage where Vika was, beautiful, bright, desired and beloved by everyoneYou felt envy,you were the shadow of the one who was always in front of you,you were a broken and ugly doll next to the perfect and beautiful doll that everyone adored