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I looked down at my dress. Blue, cut sleeves, slit at the knee. It looked like every other prom dress. Sparkly and too revealing. How to make is special was all I could wonder about. I ran into my mothers room and grabbed her silver locket her grandmother gave her. I looked exquisite now. I looked exquisite until the clasp broke and I lost it during the dance.
"God is more then a person. Hes a force watching us, he guides us. Remember that in the coming week. Thank you everyone, enjoy your Sunday."
I couldn't help feeling doubtful. God was never there when i needed him. I was sick of believing in something that would never pay off. If he was real. My mother wouldn't have gotten in a car accident. she would be here with me.