I stood there for a moment, the microphone cold in my hand. My heart pounded like a drum in my chest, but I knew this was something I had to do. The silence was heavy, filled with judgment and curiosity. I took a deep breath, glancing at Grandma Doris, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears.
“Listen up,” I said, my voice trembling yet growing stronger with each word. “I know some of you think it’s funny that I brought my grandma to prom. Maybe you think it’s pathetic or weird. But let me tell you something about this incredible woman standing beside me.”
I paused, letting my words settle in the still air. Faces that a moment ago were twisted with mirth now showed confusion, some even tinged with shame.
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