Limousine and Prom
The ringing of my alarm clock woke me up; I reached for it to make it stop. Still in my bed, I began to stretch a bit. I barely slept the night before, I was to excite for prom. It was already late Thursday morning, the sun was gleaming through my windows and I knew I had a lot to get done. My mom entered my room “It’s prom day!” she squealed. She seemed more excited about my prom than I was. “C’mon get up, you need to get your hair, nails and makeup done!” I got out of bed and began to start my day. While taking a shower, hot water beating against my skin, I planned out my day. Everything seemed perfect, just the way I wanted it to be.
Stepping out of my house, I felt the humidity smack me in my face; this wasn’t a good …show more content…
Stepping through the door, that familiar smell creeps through my mind and I can't refrain from grinning from ear to ear. As I take my next step, my heart pounds and my head goes numb with a sense of bliss and satisfaction I will soon be experiencing what I waited for four years for. The hall was the exact colors that were on ticket, balloons everywhere, long streamers hanging from the ceiling, it was as if we were really in Las Vegas. Dancing with some of my best friends, dressing up in my long ivory dress, eating some of the most wonderful food and riding in a white stretch limousine, was everything I wanted my prom to be. Prom was a magical experience that fulfilled my wildest fantasies and it exceeded all my expectations. While slow dancing with my date, it was just like in the movies where the guy wrapped his arms around the girls waist and she slung her arms over his shoulder, then they waddled slowly together while slowly rotating, looking into each others eyes. He looked me in the eyes and we stared at each other until