Hello? Is this thing on? Testing testing…. sorry, I’m just a little rusty, and I forget how this works. I look at the picture and write a hundred word story with a beginning, middle and end, right? And then I read other stories and critique, comment, and commend — do I have that right?
Did you miss me? Sorry I’ve been gone so long — I’ve been writing up a storm in other places, but I’ve missed this little exercise, and the community it holds.
Rose had been the quiet little mouse in school for the past three years. The boys never noticed her, and the girls did worse than torment her — they ignored her. She was persona non grata. So nobody saw it coming.
“We had no idea you could sing like that,” her classmates said afterward, all of them wanting to speak to her, touch her, steal some of her magic.
Everybody wants to rule the world, she had sung, standing on the stage for the talent show, but Rose didn’t want so much. She just didn’t want to be invisible anymore.