Sidewinder. A Six Sentence Story

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Sidewinder Sally sat sadly at the large, place setting for one pedestal kitchen table, its dark oak oval jutting vertically from the cool mint of the green wall.

Cynicism had found a new home as self-imagined wrongdoings ran rampant among the bitterness, the by product appearing like a light coating of dust begging for a rag.

Her half eaten, lightly buttered rye toast, once an enjoyable morning accoutrement, had become a daily burnt offering to those creatures of nature (emboldened by the myriad of such offerings flung regularly from the upper deck of the 2 story cottage) who came to dine on the expanse of green that was Sally’s backyard.

It’s not fair.. what had she done to deserve this seeming turn of fate’s hands?!

Sally had shut the door so tightly, retreated so far into a landscape strewn with heartache she was unable to recognize gifts of friendship.

Sidewinder Sally sat sadly at the large, place setting for one pedestal kitchen table one last time looking for something inside of her sad, sad self that would unblock the ancient dam, help her shed the first tear for way down deep, she knew there were many.

 

 

 

 

 

13 thoughts on “Sidewinder. A Six Sentence Story

  1. UP June 7, 2018 / 8:24 pm

    There’s nothing like a good cry.

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  2. messymimi's meanderings June 7, 2018 / 8:24 pm

    Oh, she needs to let the pain out and the sunshine in. No matter how badly you’ve been hurt, there is still sunshine, i hope she finds it.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge June 7, 2018 / 8:34 pm

      I’m with you Mimi. I believe there is always light if we know where to look.
      Me too.

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  3. D. Avery @shiftnshake June 7, 2018 / 10:11 pm

    Woe. I like how you ended in the same place you began. Except the ending was kinda grim sounding. Good luck Sally.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge June 8, 2018 / 7:08 am

      Thanks. It was grim but on the other end of the spectrum there is the possibility of powerful redemption and self-revelation.

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  4. Pat B June 8, 2018 / 1:52 am

    Like her name, she is filled with whatever had poisoned her soul. She needs to wash that dam away with a river of tears. Don’t give up, Sally.
    Love your choice of the green print to go along with the “green wall” and the “expanse of green.”

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge June 8, 2018 / 7:10 am

      Oh, yes. The catharsis of emotional release is amazingly helpful to most everyone. I don’t think Sally is ready to throw in the towel just yet.
      Thank you. The color green represents life, renewal, growth….

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  5. Clark Farley (@wakefielddoc) June 8, 2018 / 6:55 pm

    engaging post… (nice effect of drawing the Reader in with the thoughts of the protagonist… and yet there is a very quiet quality to the scene).
    nice

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  6. Tizzy Brown June 9, 2018 / 9:32 am

    I like how the last sentence echoes the first. It’s sad, but I feel some hope that Sally might shed her tears and then start to move forward.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge June 10, 2018 / 10:36 am

      Thank you. It is sad. Like you, my hope is Sally will make the necessary journey that will bring her closure and enable her to move on.
      I believe if a person is not moving forward, they are moving backward.

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  7. zoe June 11, 2018 / 7:20 am

    met a lot of Sallies. Makes me feel a bit heavy. good writing!

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