| General Fiction posted August 11, 2023 |
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Use to be a game of sorts.
Changing Spirits
by Kaiku
Out for a walk the other day, strolling through my neighborhood. I came upon a can lying in the gutter of the street. I kicked it and suddenly, I felt whimsical and began kicking it again. I felt light-hearted and young. A scene from ´Singing in the Rain´ had me mimicking Gene Kelly holding an umbrella and tapping my way as I continued kicking the can. But for some unknown reason, I began kicking the can with purpose, almost swatting at it with my foot with intent. Whimsiness became indifference. The can lies in a recycling bin. I am saddened.
100 Word Story writing prompt entry
Out for a walk the other day, strolling through my neighborhood. I came upon a can lying in the gutter of the street. I kicked it and suddenly, I felt whimsical and began kicking it again. I felt light-hearted and young. A scene from ´Singing in the Rain´ had me mimicking Gene Kelly holding an umbrella and tapping my way as I continued kicking the can. But for some unknown reason, I began kicking the can with purpose, almost swatting at it with my foot with intent. Whimsiness became indifference. The can lies in a recycling bin. I am saddened.
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Writing Prompt Write a story of 100 words. Any subject accepted. Must be exactly 100 words. |
Age has changed an outlook in both a singular notion to a societal indifference. I miss the the singular notion. BTW, it is not about the can.
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