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Dare to be different

posted 24 Oct 2015, 07:13 by Louise Jensen   [ updated 24 Oct 2015, 07:29 by Tim Elliston ]

There’s the beeping of a horn. I totter over to the bedroom window and wave.

I check out my reflection. My little black dress should blend in with all the other clubbers, but is that what I want? My heart aches with the need to be true to myself, but I’m scared.

I rummage through my wardrobe and choose a multi-coloured dress I designed myself. Zigzags weave together, the pattern as intricate as my emotions.

There’s a knock on the door. A shout.

‘Paul, are you ready?’

I run my palm over my chin checking for stubble and take a deep breath.

I’m ready.