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This may come as a strange testimony, but I must take you back to the year 2001. That year, everybody was talking about going to the prom. I couldn't sit in AP English without hearing whispers going something like: "You know blank is going with blank. What the blank!

During this time it was definitely when Spring has really picked up; bees were getting bigger(still are), my hips were spreading wider(slowed down), and the air was sweet and warm. My friends had already picked out who they were riding with and going to the prom with.

So who was reluctant to go out?

Me.

That's right. I found out one of my best friends decided to carpool without me for some odd reason, and its funny but I only smiled and said: "I'm not going anyway."

I got home and my older cousin was hounding me to go to the prom. She asked if I had a date, if I am interested in one, et cetera ad infinitum. I answered no to all questions. I was quite happy knowing I wasn't going. I was fine staying at home watching reruns of Golden Girls. No problem at all.

Then came the day I heard that a sweet guy wanted to ask me out. I heard from a friend of a friend, and although I thought him extremely nice, I turned him down. People thought it'd be cute if we go out, but I thought not. I just didn't want to spend a few more hours with people from school that I really didn't like in the first place.

Fast forward a couple of weeks later and I am at home. It's the day of the prom, and my cousin finds out I am not going. So what does she do? She takes me to a clothing store that has discounted dresses. And oh my! I chose a beautiful pink sheer dress. The top part opened like a soft curtain, only to reveal the short skirt part and my shapely legs. I was slowly starting to feel different. No longer apprehensive, but adventurous. After wards we got the necessities like jewelry and matching purse and went home.

My mom and dad were shocked. I called up one of my very best friends and she told me she and her date would scoop me up. Cool. My mom did my makeup, while someone else did the hair. I had a waterfall of wavy hair cascading behind me. I was beautiful if I can say so myself.

I never did go to the prom on time. My friend's date was late, which made her late, which in turn made me turn to my father ,who then escorted me to the prom and made sure I got there safe.

I must tell you that it was the most touching, and most awesome time of my life. People were really concerned about my happiness. All over a prom!
So why am I writing about a reluctant prom date? I am writing this because I was the reluctant girl. The one who wanted to be alone and bored on a Friday night. I chose not to go with a potential date and I believe he wanted me to go out with him too. I was just into me at the time, but prom night is a special time for friendship, enjoyment, laughter, and just a plain memorable time before graduation. You may see the same people in the future, but as I've learned, you often may not.

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