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That horrible night

Poetry By: gabber20
Poetry



How that night at the dance was so hard for me and how i love my friends so much


Submitted:Mar 2, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   


That night...

At the ball...

I was his date...

He didnt talk to me...

I had a blast with my friends...

He has awesome moves

Well why didnt he talk to me?

I sat down at the dance, all sad... he didnt talk to me...

He came by my held his hand out and helped me up.

The song that is playing... Is kinda a hard song to dance with him...

Soulja boy?

Well then we just dance next to each other!

Then I see couples kissing and hugging and dancing...

I was upset.... but i still danced

Then I was in tears for some reason...

I sat down again... crying...

My friend Bri... told me to get up.

She said " Gabby, A guy like him doesnt deserve a pretty nice girl like you! He's a jackass! Forget him! Come have a blast and dance!"

I got up.

Barely dancing... My friend Tim comes up to me and ask me if I want ot dance..

I danced with him with my head on his shoulder!

He cheered me up...

Then he went to go to dance with some other girls...

His friends...

I walked around...

Then a slow song came on.

I start bawling!

I was hoping to get a dance with Andy.

But I didnt get that so...

My mom called saying hurry up.

I had to get Hailey.

I had to wait to for her to say goodbye to her boyfriend,

They kissed and hugged him!

That was the worst/fun dance ever.

Now I'm over Andy!

He's a real JACKASS!





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