Hi friends, welcome back. I’m writing from the road today, so we’ll see how this goes. My fingers are larger then the tiny letter buttons, so it’s rather rough.
Anyhow, now it’s time for WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS!
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I heard the door slam, but I didn’t move. How could I talk to him, when I couldn’t even look at him? I felt embarrassed, devastated and unworthy of his presence. I lay curled up in a ball under my electric blanket, blasting my favorite Latino artist Hector Lavoes most depressing songs, hoping it would drown out any other sad sounds that came from within the walls around me.
I heard footsteps approaching our room inspite of the loud instruments from the band. The door opened and our eyes met and that’s when I knew it was the end of my life as I knew it. Tylen walked over and sat down on the bed beside me. He didn’t say a word for a long while and finally when I felt like I couldn’t take it any longer he put his hand on my leg. That action alone was more powerful then anything that I could imagine any word he could say.
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So true, Neva. There are times when a touch can convey a lot more than words. I think you’ve captured that well. 🙂
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Thanks Teresa! 🙂
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Fascinating snippet. I can see this going in several different directions, but I’m not sure what is most likely.
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Thanks Ed! 🙂
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I really liked this Neva. I know I have said this before in different ways, but your writing is disarmingly authentic. There is a lot of power in this little piece.
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Thank you so much Kim! It gets crazy when I write, sometimes it feels “too” real! 🙂
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Beautiful writing, Neva. The touch changed the scene!
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Charmaine!!! I’m so happy to hear from you and hope that you’re feeling much better!!!
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Aah, yes, actions speak louder than words ever can!
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Thank you!!!
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Wow, quite the emotional moment. I liked the imagery of her playing the music so loud, trying to keep the world and her troubles at bay and then he comes into the room…great snippet!
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Thank you! Yes, I really got into it this week. 🙂
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Wow, that’s pretty dramatic for a mistake. It seems like forgiveness is being offered, anyway.
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It’s a big mistake. 😉
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