Prom

To think that the day we have all been waiting for has finally come. Prom is tomorrow and it will be the first and last prom I will ever attend in my entire life. What is this feeling of anxiety that is so deep, resonating inside my chest. I have dreamed about this day for a long time, even since before I was a freshman in high school. Strangely, the thought of waking up tomorrow morning and getting ready will all feel so unreal. I have an amazing date and amazing friends coming along with me, but what is this discomforting feeling inside me that's preventing me from truly accepting that prom is all the happiness I thought it would be?