Spark
I started my day as usual, checking all the orders, prices, deliveries, all the things I had missed the afternoon before.
My eyes turned towards her empty desk. So strange that she, the one keeping everyone terrorised, the ruthless boss, she was not there… But she survived, I thought.
I closed my eyes and saw again the movie of yesterday’s afternoon. She cutting her wrists in the bathroom. Me stumbling over her. My eyes meeting her unhappy eyes. And that deep feeling that in the middle of her lifetime crisis I saw for the first time a spark of humanity.
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100 words
memyselfandela, 2013
this is my entry for the 100 Words challenge of this week, on Velvet Verbosity.
Such a sad story.
January 31, 2013 at 11:53 pm
Sad… but possible.
Thank you so much.
February 1, 2013 at 1:57 am
Very possible!
It is sad, possible and real. =/
February 1, 2013 at 4:57 pm
Well, I write about real life and real feelings… All possible or beautiful or fantastic or painful or sad, all real…
February 2, 2013 at 2:34 am
Interesting take – Would like to know more about this story!
February 1, 2013 at 10:41 pm
Well that’s the thing, that is the whole story…
February 2, 2013 at 2:22 am
Thank you so much!!!!
February 2, 2013 at 3:00 am
it’s always sad when life takes such a turn. well done.
February 2, 2013 at 7:18 am
Yes, it’s true. But life is so, sometimes dramatic…
Thank you so much dear Barbara.
February 2, 2013 at 1:06 pm
Wow, this is powerful lesson of giving someone a break because we just don’t know how things re in their world.
February 3, 2013 at 11:06 pm
Yes, indeed. Thank you.
February 5, 2013 at 10:46 pm