PC: Victor and Sarah Potter |
I am in a tiny house, in a village where no one knows me, miles
away from my past and away from an abusive husband. I am sitting here on a cold
night with a cup of hot chocolate and staring at the neatly made cobweb.
I wonder, is that spider scared?
Why has it made so many
layers around it?
How far has it traveled to settle here?
Has it been used and
beaten?
Does it feel lonely?
Will it ever find love?
Will it ever be happy?
Suddenly, tears cloud my eyes while I think, Is it is spider
or is it me that I am thinking about?
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers
Lovely flash showing the character's insight. Transference to the spider made her realise all her own issues. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Irene :-)
DeleteThat's clever and moving
ReplyDeleteThank you Neil :-)
DeleteA very graphic take on her situation. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra :-)
DeleteSounds like the spider is better company than her husband.
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I agree....better to be alone than beaten :-)
DeleteThanks fro dropping by Iain
I like the way you use the spider's web as a metaphor for the difficulties of the narrator's life. You've written it neatly.
ReplyDeleteThank you Penny :-)
DeleteDear DeeDee,
ReplyDeleteA sad piece. I like the way she relates her situation to the spider. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I am glad she has taken the first step toward a better life. Leaving him was the smartest thing.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you. Lets hope all goes well for her from now on.
DeleteThanks for dropping by Linda :-)
The spider and the lady should hang in there!
ReplyDeleteAhh i like the way you have put it.
DeleteThanks for dropping by varad :-0
Heartbreaking... I sense in the story the speaker is referring to herself with those questions.
ReplyDeleteYeah, idle mind is a hard thing.
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The very fact that it can now even think these thoughts means that the tide is turning, and she will live again! Great story.
ReplyDeleteI do hope that all good happens to her from now on
DeleteThanks for dropping by Anurag :-)
if anything, she did something about it. that's a good start.
ReplyDeleteLets hope all happens good now
DeleteThanks for dropping by Plaridel :-)
Thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteThank you Alistair :-)
DeleteI feel for her. At least she is processing her feelings and doing some self-care. She'll get there :)
ReplyDeleteWe hope all good happens for her now :-)
DeleteThanks for dropping by JJ
Caught in a web. Excellent Mrs D.
ReplyDeleteThank you Keith :-)
DeleteTime to turn things around in her favour now I think. :)
ReplyDeleteI do hope that
DeleteThanks for dropping by Pensitivity :-)
Nicely done: sometimes it is while pointing outward that we realize we are seeing something inside.
ReplyDeleteI agree Joy
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Nicely done Dee Dee. I like the way you have asked questions which is a mental reflection of the character's situation.
ReplyDeleteSo, far her company looks good, I guess. :)
Thanks, Norma.
Thank you Anonymous :-)
DeleteNice take, DeeDee. I can so imagine she would have asked any critter lying about as she contemplated her own life.
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DeleteI can imagine that too. Thanks for dropping by Dale :-)
Well done. So sad.
ReplyDeleteThank Sascha :-)
DeleteLovely story, and very poignantly expressed.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kevin :-)
DeleteSometimes its just easier to project your emotion on something else than yourself I think. Very nice writing.
ReplyDeleteOh I so agree with you Brudberg. Thanks for dropping by :-)
DeleteOh the feeling of escape.. as a foster child, as a witness of abuse.. nothing in this world is sweeter than the moment of feeling safe.. even in a web filled room. Really tuggged at heart strings. Peace to you
ReplyDeleteGod Bless.
DeleteThanks for dropping by Raymond
I like this piece very much
ReplyDeleteThank you Dahlia :-)
DeleteI hope that there are many cups of hot chocolate to comfort her, and a better life to come. I enjoyed the way you related this story.
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