Friday, September 19, 2014

Five Sentence Fiction - Grief

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A five sentence fiction inspired by the prompt
"GRIEF"
Lillie McFerrin Writes


"The mad woman", that's what the passersby called her. 

I saw her standing at the same place every morning on my way to work; shabby and tattered, she stood with a small white basket.

She would dance on the road, obstruct traffic, make some noise so that someone would look at her, have pity on her and drop a penny.

It so happened that on one such day, she stopped me; I dropped a few coins in her basket.

She smiled back and said, "God bless you", but all I could see behind that smile in her face, was "Grief".


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16 comments:

  1. K R SmithSeptember 19, 2014 at 9:04 AM

    A very emotional story. I don't know if you do a lot of posting on FSF, but please come back again!

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    1. UnknownSeptember 19, 2014 at 11:22 AM

      This is the first time I tried an FSF. Going to try it the next week too. Thanks a lot.

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 19, 2014 at 10:04 AM

    One never knows the reason behind what one acts on and or what their story is. Profound! :)

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  3. NabanitaSeptember 19, 2014 at 9:18 PM

    So hard to know what a person is actually feeling no?

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  4. UnknownSeptember 19, 2014 at 10:29 PM

    Very sad. In so few words, so much emotion is depicted.

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  5. Tina BasuSeptember 19, 2014 at 10:42 PM

    Sometimes we don't see things deep
    Tina from The Sunny Side of Life

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  6. elly stornebrinkSeptember 20, 2014 at 12:38 AM

    Cynthia, I can see this as being so realistic as I think of the area near and around my workplace. So sad... <3

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  7. Vidya SurySeptember 20, 2014 at 12:47 AM

    Tough life. Imagine her having to put up a face day after day to survive. Nice, Cynthia!

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  8. Beloo MehraSeptember 20, 2014 at 6:59 AM

    The true emotion can only be seen if one knows how to read the language of the eyes. Nicely done, Cynthia.

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  9. Debbie D. September 20, 2014 at 9:01 AM

    Such strong emotion portrayed with so few sentences. Well done!

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