my white dress

I remember that christmas when I first wore my special pearl white flowery dress. I wore it almost every day. I remember the horrible day when we were sorting out my small wordrobe then I saw my beautiful white dress in the pile that I did`t fit anymore I felt very sad. So I crept quietly into the lounge. I peered in there was nobody there only. Only a pile of old dirty clothes. then I got my dress out. I very happy.