This post is going to consist of two 250-word micro fiction pieces. In the first piece I am using the line "Leaning on his chipped chevy station wagon" from Gloria Anzaldua and a tweet from my twitter that states "Hey white liar the truth comes out a little at a time" by Miranda Lambert. In the second piece I am using two tweets from my twitter. The first one is "I miss playing the sport that I grew up loving" and the second one was "can't wait for baseball and softball season to get here".
The Liar That Got Away
Leaning on his chipped Chevy station wagon dressed in old jeans and a beat up sweatshirt is the man who has broken my heart. He has on those raggedy old work boots and a hat on backwards. He tries to small talk about the weather and how life is. Trying to gain my sympathy he starts complaining about how his life as gone down hill since he has left. I could care less about the words coming out of his mouth and more about how I could be spending this useless time. He was nothing but unwanted drama and a headache when he was mine. He played mind games like it was his job. But somehow I am falling back into his trap. Realizing how much his life has actually gone down hill. He actually makes me feel empathetic towards him but then I remember everything that he put me through. The tears, the heartbreak, the cheating, and the struggle to find myself again just to name a few. I have gotten to a place in my life where I am happy, doing well in school, and found some great friends. I have dealt with the healing of finding out you were cheated on, from someone besides him. As he goes on I cut him out and say “Hey white liar the truth comes out a little at a time” and turn back to the house leaving him speechless and staring as I walk away just as he did to me.
Life Without Softball
Maria is a beautiful young woman, very career oriented, and focused on her studies. She enjoys the little things in life and spending time with her family, who has had her back throughout all of her struggles she has faced thus far in her life. High school consisted of field hockey in the fall, basketball in the winter, and softball in the spring. Every year she can’t wait for baseball and softball season to get here. That was until the horrible accident.
It was a snowy winter night; Maria and her friends were out doing what they did on a typical weekend, when her world was turned upside down. The car spun out of control and the dreams of becoming a professional softball player disappeared in the grey sky. The accident left her partially paralyzed, with a shattered dream and a broken spirit. As she woke in the hospital the realization of being able to continue playing softball was out of question crossed her mind. She fell into a deep depression but realized that life has its way of working itself out. While talking to her mother one day she stated, “I miss playing the sport I grew up loving but I am thankful for being a live. Thankful I am still here to spend time with my amazing family. Thankful for being able to still see my friends on a daily basis. God picked this to happen to me because he knew that I could deal with it.” Her mother sat there smiling at her brave daughter.
The Liar That Got Away
Leaning on his chipped Chevy station wagon dressed in old jeans and a beat up sweatshirt is the man who has broken my heart. He has on those raggedy old work boots and a hat on backwards. He tries to small talk about the weather and how life is. Trying to gain my sympathy he starts complaining about how his life as gone down hill since he has left. I could care less about the words coming out of his mouth and more about how I could be spending this useless time. He was nothing but unwanted drama and a headache when he was mine. He played mind games like it was his job. But somehow I am falling back into his trap. Realizing how much his life has actually gone down hill. He actually makes me feel empathetic towards him but then I remember everything that he put me through. The tears, the heartbreak, the cheating, and the struggle to find myself again just to name a few. I have gotten to a place in my life where I am happy, doing well in school, and found some great friends. I have dealt with the healing of finding out you were cheated on, from someone besides him. As he goes on I cut him out and say “Hey white liar the truth comes out a little at a time” and turn back to the house leaving him speechless and staring as I walk away just as he did to me.
Life Without Softball
Maria is a beautiful young woman, very career oriented, and focused on her studies. She enjoys the little things in life and spending time with her family, who has had her back throughout all of her struggles she has faced thus far in her life. High school consisted of field hockey in the fall, basketball in the winter, and softball in the spring. Every year she can’t wait for baseball and softball season to get here. That was until the horrible accident.
It was a snowy winter night; Maria and her friends were out doing what they did on a typical weekend, when her world was turned upside down. The car spun out of control and the dreams of becoming a professional softball player disappeared in the grey sky. The accident left her partially paralyzed, with a shattered dream and a broken spirit. As she woke in the hospital the realization of being able to continue playing softball was out of question crossed her mind. She fell into a deep depression but realized that life has its way of working itself out. While talking to her mother one day she stated, “I miss playing the sport I grew up loving but I am thankful for being a live. Thankful I am still here to spend time with my amazing family. Thankful for being able to still see my friends on a daily basis. God picked this to happen to me because he knew that I could deal with it.” Her mother sat there smiling at her brave daughter.
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