
I Opened My Closet on the Morning of Prom to Find My Dress Covered in Black Paint – But Karma Was Not Sleeping
Prom was all I could think about when I was eighteen, a senior in high school. I was going to wear the ideal outfit, dance with my pals, and create memories. I saved for months before I eventually purchased the most exquisite baby blue gown. It was exquisite and timeless, giving me the feeling of…