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My whole life I have been training to become the best at figure skating. My name is Natalia Zimina. My parents always had this idea of me becoming a famous actress or news reporter. But on my fifth Christmas I received ice skates under the tree and it came clear that I belong on ice. I was meant to become the graceful swan of ice. And here I am now 19 years old. Many years I trained and many years I had taken the first place medal. Both region wise and nation wise. My dream? To take the world title and become the next Graceful Swan. My coach. Ludmila Palovna. She had trained me since the ripe age of six. The lady was now in her mid-fifties. She had high expectations that were hard to meet. I was the only and longest student that she had. And despite the fact that my family was great friends with her. The second I was on the rink her friendlies evaporates as if it was never there in the first place. "The ice is far too delicate to be treated this way. Hockey... kills it." The Coaches hate for hockey goes far. But I've had a feeling it isn't the ice that bothers her. The same day a hockey boy comes along. A boy whom I had been going to the same rink since I found my pasion.
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