Gliding across the ice, my feet turn anew until I’m spinning effortlessly. With the familiar walls I have seen for eleven years whirling around me, I am content. There is not another place in the world that I would rather be. Filled with inspiration and the love of figure skating, I paint a picture with my blades across the cold ice. I am the motivated figure skater in the ice rink. It is where I have been going everyday for the past eleven years. It is where I am happiest. With the world around me in a blur, I know I would not want to be anywhere else. Not a day goes by when I do not think about skating. I have been going to the rink day after day since I can remember. I started skating when I was three. My mom and I were watching figure
