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Dialogue Writing: Prom Dress by Mohsin Raza


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Dialogue Writing Write a dialogue between a mother and her daughter regarding prom. By Areesha Fatima


Dialogue Writing

  1. Write a dialogue between a mother and her daughter regarding prom and its relevant, needless extravagance.
  • Importance of prom
  • Its extravagance
  • Affiliation of teenagers with prom.


The following dialogue is between a mother and a daughter regarding the extravagance of prom.

Mom: What’s the matter with you?

Daughter: What do you mean? Where is my dress?

Mom: Dress…which dress?

Daughter: PROM DRESS, duh! (eye-roll)

Mom: Oh, darling! It’s at the laundromat.

Daughter: Mom! You were supposed to get it!

Mom: Okay, calm down. I’ll call the driver to get it in a jiffy.

Daughter: Whatever… I don’t even feel like going now.

Mom: Sweetie, it is prom! The day you have been waiting for your whole life. Remember when you used to dress up as a child and wait for your imaginary boyfriend? Hahaha, good old days!

Daughter: Ugh…stop embarrassing me, mom!

Mom: You know that this is your last year of high school, so enjoy! This day will never come again. You’ll be going to a university after this so go and have fun at prom. (patting her on the shoulder)

Daughter: Okay mom.

Mom: That’s like a good girl.

*doorbell rings*

Mom: Oh yes, your dress is here!

Daughter: Thank goodness.

Mom: Wow, it is beautifulll! (as she opens the packaging)

Daughter: Turquoise! Ahh, my favorite color. Love it!

Mom: Darling, I am just so happy for you. Mommy’s big girl! (kisses her on the cheek)

Daughter: Mommm, stop! I am eighteen years old. An adult! Not a baby!

Mom: …but you’ll always remain my baby. Do you know that my prom was perfect? I miss it.

Daughter: Oh yeah, explain more mom.

Mom: The lighting, chandeliers, décor, dresses…everything was perfect.

Daughter: Wow! Mine will be great too.

Mom: Yes, darling, hopefully.

Daughter: I want food and my boyfriend is here!

Mom: Bye sweetie!