Introduction
My mother called for me from downstairs.
“KITTY! COME ON, WE HAVE TO GO PICK OUT YOUR BIRTHDAY DRESS!”
“~COMING~!” I sang more than yelled. My birthday is in two days and I’ll be throwing an antique themed party. All my friends will be there. Lately I’ve become obsessed over antiques. In just a few days I’ll be 13. I slipped on some shoes and ran out of the house and hopped in shotgun.
“Well, that was quick.” my mother commented. She started the car and pulled out our gravel driveway. The whole way there I kept replaying and singing along to my favorite song.
“~IT’S MY BIRTHDAY AND I CAN CRY IF I WANT TO!~” I sang at the top of my lungs while dancing in my seat. We arrived at an antique clothing shop. I shot through the doors and went crazy I grabbed a pink puffy dress, a blue tight dress, and a yellow puffy topped and tight bottom dress. I ran to the fitting room and tried on all the dresses. Each dress was a perfect fit. I came out and gave them to my mother. Once again I went running through the shop and came to a stop at a beautiful purple and black dress with a tight top, puffy bottom, and the front of the dress ended at my top thighs, while the back dragged on the ground. The dress was matched up with some knee high combat boots and fishnet leggings. I tried it on and it fit perfectly.
“Mother I want all four dresses but I want this one as my birthday dress.” I said pointing to the dress on my body. Mother giggled and agreed. After the dresses were payed for and I was back in my jeans and tank top we headed home.
