Friday, February 15, 2008
I was talking on the phone with my mom a few minutes ago, and she told me that a girl I used to dance with (she was my assistant at Nardi Dance Studios for my favorite beginner classical ballet class) passed away two days ago in a car crash.
This news landed on me like a ton of bricks. I knew this girl. She attended LVPA (my alma mater), she was a beautiful ballet dancer, she helped me teach the art of ballet to children and lended a hand with my Ballet I class. She's on my myspace friends list, we left each other comments the summer before I moved away (and sporadically after that). The really sad thing is that last year she hurt her back and had to stop dancing, and her new passion became.....her car. She loves her Honda (loved? It kills me to use past tense); in fact her myspace name is "I heart my car!" This just kills me. 19 years old. Freak accident. Loved ballet, loved cars, bright future ahead.
This is so, so sad.
Miss Stephanie....rest in peace. You are and you always will be an amazing girl. I'm so sorry you're gone.