Prom: A Personal Story

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Personal Story In a majority of novels, movies, or any form of story-telling the protagonist goes through great life changing trials and stands at the end of his journey victorious; however, the world we live in works much differently than that. Our lives are filled with monotonous, repetitive, stressful situations that wear us down and eventually we come to the conclusion that this is the norm. We learn from a very young age to just take whatever comes our way, like having a pet run away, experiencing the death of a close relative, or getting bullied for being too short in high school. Eventually we learn to learn to just take the hits because the matter of the fact is, life takes way too much and gives very little in return, that is assuming …show more content…

Eventually prom day came to pass, and things could not be looking better for me. I was wearing a black suit and vest sporting a bow tie and a white button up shirt, while she was wearing a dazzling blue dress and her blond hair tied up in a way that made the other girls writhe in envy. When we arrived to the prom parking lot she turned and said “Man it’s pretty cold out.”unaware of what she meant I replied, “I thought you brought a jacket with you?” she rolled her eyes, “I do but It’s not that warm, because it only goes down to the waist.” safely protected from the cold winds by my own jacket I replied, “Well then what's the purpose of that jacket if it doesn’t keep you warm.” Letting out a sigh of defeat Emily opened the car and retrieved her jacket. Noticing a disturbance of some kind I began to search for clues, and upon entry to prom I noticed that every prom date was wearing a black jacket. I was immediately filled with shame that I had failed to pick up on the oldest trick in the book, but fortunately for me whatever I lacked in romance, I made up with spontaneous fun and excitement. About halfway through the night I noticed that Emily was sitting down looking at her phone with a vexed look on her face. Doing my best to navigate amongst dancing teenagers, I made my way to her table to see what was wrong. She then explained to me that this guy has been

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