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At the young age of 12, I noticed the difference.

Brandy was wearing Abercrombie, Aeropostale, Forever 21... expensive clothes.

Holly, however, well... what was she wearing? Was it from a thrift store? Or Wal-Mart?

The middle school fall ball was coming up, and I overheard Holly say she didn't want to go.

Well why?

She had nothing to wear, and no money to buy anything new anyway. 

I was really upset. 

I wanted to make a change. 

I decided to ask around for dresses that no one was ever going to wear again.

Repeating an outfit is basically a sin in teenage years anyway.

This turned into something huge.  

Some girls approached me, wanting to know if I had any dresses for them.

One of the best feelings I've ever had?

Giving someone who wants a beautiful, perfect dress a beautiful, perfect dress.

They smile, and twirl around in the dress... and they start talking about dancing with their date.

I've done this for five years now for fall balls, proms, any other dances. 

It's truly rewarding; however, I always find myself, still, upset.

How hard is it to donate a dress that doesn't fit anymore? Or will never be worn again?

Some people have surprised me with their lack of generosity. 

Throughout the years though, I have learned that I should give as much as I can in hopes to replace what others have kept to themselves.

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