Violence Is Never The Answer... Nor Is Too Much Silence {wattpadprize14}

Violence Is Never The Answer... Nor Is Too Much Silence

Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world... or if the choices we make matter?

Senior Prom.

Everybody wants to make a good impression.

Everybody wants to leave an everlasting mark in everyone’s memories.

The jocks, the cheerleaders, the musicians, the dramatists, even the nerds.

Every high school guy dreaded this moment.

Every high school girl waited for this moment patiently.

She was no different.

She, just like any other seventeen year old girl, had dreamt about her senior prom ever since she was a freshman. She was never the prom queen types but she wasn’t unattractive either. At least her family didn’t think so. But she thought differently.

Rather she was made to.

The girl, who as a kid, used to be her daddy's princess, her brother's angel and the apple of the eye of her mother and maybe still is, is forced to think she isn't pretty.

How else will being reminded of your fat, ugly and worthless self make you feel?

She had lost hope in life.

She had lost hope in everything.

And in herself too.

Just like any other girl her age, she wanted to wear the perfect dress. She wanted to look her best. She didn’t want to go to prom with a random stranger. She wanted to go with the guy she always knew was the one for her. The one that she secretly loved. He would come to her place to pick her up and have an awkward chat with her dad as he indirectly threatens to treat his daughter right while she is doing her last minute make up. He promises her father that he would and offers her flowers and his hand as she reaches him. Everyone would stop their gaze on them as they enter the hall like they owned the place. They’d talk, crack silly jokes, even dance and have the time of their lives. She’d even make the prettiest girl in the room jealous. It’s midnight, everyone is quiet and the DJ plays a slow song which coincidentally is ‘their’ song. They would slyly smile at each other and make their way to the middle of the dance floor after he asks her to dance with him. She puts her left hand on his shoulder and intertwines the fingers of her right hand with his left. He puts his left hand around her waist and they being to dance. It’s their first slow dance and everything is perfect. They get lost in the moment and in each other’s eyes and somewhere in the middle of the song they have their first kiss.

Perfect, isn't it?

Life wasn’t always rainbows and butterflies for Nora Nelson but she was asked by Thomas Hayes, one of the best basketball player of her school and her student (she helped him with his Mathematics assignments because Mr. Matthews, the professor had asked her to do so), to accompany him to prom.

Was she dreaming?

No.

Even though he wasn’t the guy she dreamt of going with to the prom..

Did she say she’d go with him?

Obviously.

One does not just say no to Thomas Hayes.

She was wearing a lilac purple floor length prom dress with a sweetheart neckline and tulle skirt. It was the one her mom had gotten for her as a surprise months before prom. She had worn matching big round earrings and a white and a purple corsage on her right hand. Her stilettos weren’t as such visible, but it was the best part of her dress up according to her. She happened a big shoe-a-holic. It all seemed so perfect. If everything was going according to her plan, then what was she doing in her bed crying her eyes out? Because it was all part of the plan. Not hers, but theirs.