Fifteenth birthday

by -->>Vicky   May 10, 2005


As beautiful as a rose,

As happy as a clown,

she looked in her white dress,

before everything got messed up.

Her fifteenth birthday it was.

That one night when you become a "señorita",

was the sadest night of her life.

Everything went wrong.

First, the stereo didn't work,

then arguments,

between family and friends,

until one of them got hit in the face.

Tears, tears was all that could come out.

It was the worst night of her life.

She got over it after a while.

But, she still didn't understand why that had happened to her.

Why not someone else?

Why not some other day.

Not the most important one.

That's messed up.

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