Liza, a typical teen girl, thought only about what her peers would think of her, leaving her grandma feeling left out. After rejecting her grandmother’s gift, she decided to stop her from even showing up before the prom. She would soon realize how deeply mistaken she was about her priorities.
A young girl named Liza, with bright eyes and a hopeful smile, was sitting on her bed with her laptop. She scrolled through an online store, her eyes lighting up at the sight of a stunning dress.
It was a designer gown, shimmering with sequins, and way out of her budget. She sighed and looked over at her mother, who was reading a book in the armchair by the window.
“Mom, can I please get this dress for prom? It’s perfect!” Liza pleaded, showing the screen to her mothe
Her mother glanced at the price and shook her head. “Liza, that’s too expensive. We can’t afford to spend that much on a dress you’ll wear once.”
“But, Mom, everyone at school is talking about their designer dresses. I don’t want to be the only one without one,” Liza argued, her voice rising with frustration.
Her mother sighed, trying to stay calm. “Honey, I understand, but spending that much money on a dress isn’t practical. Besides, someone has a surprise for you today. You might not need to buy a dress.”
Liza frowned, crossing her arms. “A surprise? What kind of surprise?”
Her mother smiled mysteriously. “You’ll see. Just be patient.
Liza huffed and went back to browsing the online store, but she couldn’t shake off her annoyance. After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Liza’s grandmother, Pam, entered the house, holding a package wrapped neatly in gift paper. Pam’s eyes twinkled as she approached Liza.
“Hello, dear! I brought you something special,” Pam said warmly, handing the package to Liza.
Liza’s curiosity got the better of her, and she eagerly tore open the package. Inside was a beautiful dress, handcrafted with intricate details and care.
But Liza’s excitement faded quickly as she realized it wasn’t the designer dress she had dreamed of.
“I’m not wearing this!” she shouted, her disappointment turning into anger. She didn’t consider how hurtful her words might be to her grandmother.
Pam’s smile faltered, but she stayed quiet. Liza’s mother stepped in, trying to calm her daughter. “Liza, please, at least try it on. Your grandmother made it with so much love.”
Liza rolled her eyes but agreed reluctantly. She put on the dress and stood in front of the mirror, her frustration growing. “I can’t go to prom in this! My friends will laugh at me!”
“Why do you say that, Liza?” her mother asked gently. “Your grandmother made it for you.”
“It’s not even branded! How will I answer when they ask which store I bought it from?” Liza snapped.
Her mother tried to reassure her. “Well, dear, I think you look beautiful.”
“No! Are you trying to save money on me!? Prom only happens once in a lifetime! I’m not wearing this!” Liza shouted, tears of anger welling up in her eyes.
Finally, her mother sighed and decided to give in. “Alright, Liza. I’ll order the dress you want from the store.”
Pam quietly accepted Liza’s choice and carefully packed the dress she had made. She didn’t say much, but her disappointment was clear.
