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"Argh!" Amber exclaimed as she pulled off her sweater and threw it into a multicolored pile of clothes.
She walked into her closet and swept her hand recklessly through the rows of hanging garments, her face
reflecting her dissatisfaction. She huffed and grabbed a silver dress. She held it up to the mirror against
her body for a moment, sighed, and then stepped into the dress. She gazed into the mirror, and then
scowled and threw her fists down in disappointment. She heard her mother's voice through the door,
"Amber, Scott's here. Are you almost ready?" Amber groaned, "OK, just tell him I'll be down in two
minutes!" She slid the silver dress back off and threw it onto the ever-growing multicolored pile of
clothes. What problem is Amber having?
She probably cannot find an outfit to wear on her date.