Dinner it is

"L-IVING.

O-FF OF A

V-ULNERABLE

E-MOTIONAL RIDE WITH SOMEONE YOU TRUST DEEPLY"

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I am anxiously sitting on my bed, dressed in a tight silver dress my mom had bought me last Christmas. I had matched the dress with my knee high black boots. I watch as the time slowly moved towards 7:00pm.

*Ding Dong!* I hear the doorbell ring, and I quickly pick up my black handbag that had my lip-gloss, extra money and my house key. I put on my black jacket as I tell my grandmother that I am leaving, t