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| “Prom Date”
I sit outside in the dark night. Lightning brings me my light. I’m thinking of the one I’m to meet. Isn’t that just a twisted treat? I know little about the one I’ll see. The date I do know to be Prom night of my senior year; No reason for it, my deepest fear. Four of my friends have arranged this. One alone is responsible for this mess. He canceled our date set long ago. Now, I’m going with the one I don’t know. My this year has been screwy; Everything I plan goes plewy! May this blind prom date End up being just great! Megan Delia Ratcliff 07 May 1997 |