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The soft skirt swirled around her legs
falling gently to her feet.
She stared into the mirror,
thinking ‘is this it?’

But there were others.
What if she failed
to recognise the perfect one?
The only one.

The heap of discarded
dress filled the cubicle,
as certainty eluded her
and nothing was ‘it’.

She was exhausted,
as each dress became
just another question
How could she decide?

Then behind the pile
she suddenly saw it,
deep black velvet
reflecting her fears.

The perfect dress.
It fitted her just right,
that dress of midnight black
for a wedding she didn’t want.

Current Mood: accomplished

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One night

I heard a faint sound as I walked past a closed shop. So quiet I nearly ignored it but then it came again.
“Meow”
I looked around but could not see anything. Then I noticed a movement in the window.
“Meow”
A black cat moved from behind the mannequin to paw at the glass.
I didn’t know what to do, call the police, the fire service?
Maybe it lived in the shop?
“Meow”
I couldn’t just walk away; what if it was trapped?
I got out my tools, opened the door, and as the alarm rang out we both ran.