Valentina Espera D1 Finished

I stand with my arms held up over my head. My feet grip the leather beam underneath me. I have relatively small feet and they were covered in chalk. They curled around the beam as i try to talk myself into jumping and flying just as I am meant to do. My brown-green eyes are fixed on my feet, so that you only see my eye lids.

I'm built pretty muscular, but what else should I be? I am a gymnast. My thighs look fat but if i tighten them and you try to pinch the fat, you won't find any. I am extremely skinny, some people think I am an anorexia. I call it a diet.
I have to stay well in shape, I mean no gymnast is fat, that just isn't possible.

My blond hair is most of the time pulled back into a high ponytail. I can't have it falling in front of my face while doing gymnastics, it's way to dangerous and trust me I have been there and done that, and there is no way I am doing it again.

I wear most of the time sport cloths. Sweat pants and a tank top, no jewelry or make up, it's a total no-go. In practice I wear my long-sleeve plain white leotard. It's my good luck charm, I have to wear it in practice or I won't be good enough.







I have two motto's. The first one is What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and Everybody falls down, but only winners get back up. I chose these two, because they help me know that I am a winner and not a loser. They help me concentrate on getting back up on my feet every time I fall down. They help me know I am a true winner. They remind me what I work so hard for.

My coach always tells me, that he is very impressed with my talent, though none of this surprises me, i'm a natural, I mean I just have to be a natural. Gymnastics is the only thing I am talented at, and to be talented at this is a gift not everybody can have. Some call it being stuck up, but I know what it really means, Gymnastics isn't just some playground sport and anybody who thinks that will get a good old smack in the face from me.

My life is a big competition, and it's completely natural for me. Everyone who has ever done some hard core gymnastics knows that life is a competition, you just can't loose and there is no way I'm going to become a stupid career who wants to compete in a silly games. I'm going to use my natural competitive skills for much more important things. Though if I had to go to the games, i won't lose, because that's one thing I'm not keen on doing, but still not my first priority.






When I was borne, nobody thought i would be any good at anything. My mom delivered me too late and I was born with heart problems. I spent exactly one week in the hospital with tubes down my throat, having doctors trying to fix me. Another problem, was that my parents just couldn't get me to walk till I was one and a half. Around that time, they bought me a balance beam for my bedroom and said I would first be able to use it when I walk. Well guess what, that very day I learned how to walk.

When I was two, right after my sister was born, in december I stuck my finger into a door and my dad closed the door and ripped my finger open. They had to take me to a hospital, to get it stitched up together and until this very day there is a scar there.

A year after that, I got very sick and was on the verge of death. My parents thought at that moment, if I did live, then I would probably be retarded through life traumatizing events. Turns out a few dunks into ice water and my fever was down and I was all better.

When I was 5, my parents took me to see the gymnast's at a special and very expensive academy. I instantly fell in love with that place and ran onto the floor and started doing handstands and cartwheels as I practiced at home. I went on the trampoline and managed to do a backflip, and that's when the main trainer asked my parents to sign me up. I know spent almost every waking minute there and wish I could live there. My main events now are Ribbon climb, Trampoline, and balance beam.

When I was ten I was diagnosed with dyslexia and ADHD. Turns out I inherited Dyslexia from my dad and ADHD from my mom.Though do you think that would've stopped me? NO WAY! I kept on doing gymnastics.

At the age of 14 I had a gymnastics accident. I flew of the trampoline and dislocated three discs on my back. I couldn't move and had to have a surgery on my back. It left me in my bed unable to move. I cried my eyes out for weeks. When I was 15 I was able to start with gymnastics again, and was as good as ever, well not really. I had to learn most skills again, but I was able to work my way up to the top again and make sure that I will never take a giant fall like that again.


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Appearance:CD0000
Personalty:FF5333
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Notes:
Lyrics: Stronger Kelly clarkson
Plots: Balance beams and Backflips
Face Claim: The wonderful Nastia Liukin
Codeword: oDair