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I Had to Skip Prom Because My Stepmom Stole My Dress Money. But on Prom Morning, a Red SUV Pulled Up to My House.
At seventeen, my biggest dream was simple: prom. Not because I wanted to be prom queen, but because I wanted that one night to sparkle.
My mom, who passed away when I was twelve, used to tell me, “I want your life to have sparkle.” Ever since, I’ve been saving for that one dress.
I worked evenings at CVS, restocking shelves and sweeping floors when the old pharmacist forgot his glasses. On weekends, I babysat. Every crumpled tip and “keep the change, sweetheart” went into a red Folgers coffee can under my bed.
By March, I had $312. Enough for a clearance dress, kitten heels, and maybe a curling iron if I caught a sale.
I had it all planned. My neighbor Alex, who promised to go with me, already bought our tickets. My checklist was simple—budget dress, DIY curls, drugstore makeup. Nothing fancy, but it would be mine.
Then, one evening, I walked into the kitchen and saw Hailey, my stepsister, spinning in a shimmering lilac gown. The boutique bag sat proudly on the table.
Linda, my stepmom, smiled and told me, “Every girl deserves her dream dress.”
When I went upstairs to check my savings, the can was gone. Linda admitted she’d “borrowed” it. My $312. She used it to buy Hailey’s dress.
And with a straight face, she told me, “You don’t need a silly dress. You’re not going to prom anyway.”
That night, I cried into my pillow and texted Alex: I think I’m gonna skip.
I thought that was the end of my story. But then prom morning came. Sunlight woke me… and so did the honk of a car horn.
Out front, a red SUV pulled up. And the person who stepped out had other plans for me… Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI