Senior Prom: The Start of Adulthood

Swollen legs and chunks of lash glue covering my eyelids were suppose to be the problems after prom. 

Instead, funeral arrangements and mournful phone calls to friends and our principal marked the day. 

They say she died instanteously. 

I don't know what to believe. 

They say when the bright blue car ran the red light and the intoxicated driver aggressively slammed the brake,

She was gone. 

It's hard to believe that the friend I said bye to the night before was there no more.

After this, who would think swollen legs and lash glue are problems anymore?