I woke up the next morning with a heavy heart. I looked at the picture on my desk from prom and I got angry. Picking it up I dumped it in the trash then called Mom. In times like these, not matter how grown you are, you need your mommy. She said she'd be right over. I also called Shasha, but she was at work so I had to leave a message. Mom arrived around thirty minutes later and instantly pulled me into a hug.
