The Day My Dress Disappeared…

• Brieanna Yardley, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

It all began in the morning-
The day my dress disappeared.
I started pulling a loose thread on my dress,
I kept on pulling it through the day.
I went to the shops
And everybody started laughing at me.
I kept wondering why?
There was a giggle and a laugh,
A grin and smirk.
Then I felt cold…
And I started to scream…
My dress had disappeared!
I searched high and low-
Then I found a ball of thread.
And that’s when it all made sense.
That’s the last time I pull a thread on my dress!