Like I say, a pinch of reality, mixed in a bowl of fiction. Round two of #TweetAStory. Keep the comments coming in.
1] She pulled her hair back into a neat bun. Picked up her bag, wore her heels and set out to face another day. Another day of not being herself.
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2] She looked into the mirror; tried to search for herself. Behind the cheerful, vibrant mask, there was a timid, naive her. Lost, somewhere.
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3] The irking ray of the sun woke her up, her eyes hurt. She had cried herself to sleep. She felt hungover, sore. She hid in her blanket; safe & warm.
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4] Her first day at work, a whole new world; excited & nervous. Her eyes full of dreams; oblivious, that the leech will suck out all the innocence.
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5] His heart raced everytime he saw her. She looked pretty even on her worst hair days. To her, he was a buddy. To him, she was just a dream.
~C
1 comment:
I like the fifth story :-)
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