Senior Ball: A Girl's Worst Nightmare

So last year, after Junior Prom, I was bored in Photo J. So I would look at prom dresses just for fun. One day, I stumbled upon my dream dress. Pink and sequins. Now that was me. It was $300. But I didn't care. It was my last year and I was gonna go with a BANG! So I called my mom and told her about it. That day we went to Nordstrom to try it on and it fit perfectly. So I went home and ordered it. It was an agonizing two weeks. Waiting for that perfect dress. Two weeks later, my dress came. I was super excited! My dress was here! I immediatley ran up the stairs and told my mom. Carefully, I cut the tape to open my box. I opened it...and there it wasn't. MY dress was not there. This was not my pink sequine Sean Collection gown I purchased. Here's the truth, I was crying. I was so sad. My mom called Nordstrom and they said they couldn't do anything about it. We had to return it and I had no dress for future Senior Ball.

I still looked at dresses. I saw the dress again online. I told my mom we had to reorder it again. Just one more time. I looked online and called her. We ordered it right on time. After, I went on the website and realized I got the last version of my dress. It was sold out.

Again, I waited two weeks. And finally, MY DRESS came. And it's amazing and perfect. Like me! Ok now that's a little conceited. Whatever. So BEWARE! This is my dress so don't get it.