A Time You Weren't Invited

Every girl dreams about her Prom.  I was never invited to go.  So there I sat looking out my kitchen window on a warm breezy evening that June.  The girls were outside in their pretty, shiny, satin gowns with cute boys in tuxedo's pinning corsages.  They posed for pictures, there were kisses, there were hugs.  As I watched them step into the stretch limo I thought about how I wanted to be one of them.  

I quietly watched behind closed doors alone.  I was too embarrassed that I wasn't going.  Feeling like nothing, feeling unpretty, feeling unloved.  Wishing and wondering when a boy would like me.  

What I didn't know was that I had to like me first...

I wrote this during a writing workshop last year.   Is there a time in your life you weren't invited that you would like to share?  When was it?  How did it make you feel?