Free Writing Fridays
#004
Fridays shouldn’t be stressful but the kick-off to a great weekend. Take some time to write down your plans, make up a story of what you wish you were doing, spin a yarn or write a poem.
It’s Free-Writing Friday but one rule remains the same: Must be 100 words.
RULES
Must be 100 words.
Write whatever you want. Fiction or non-fiction. Up to you.
The title doesn’t count towards the 100 words.
Copy/paste your story in the comments section for others to read.
Notes - If you use Substack Notes, use 🔄 “Restack with a Note” and copy/paste your story as a Note.
I have a window
Beyond which is a field
Green and lovely with people.
This field where I no longer am.
Yet I see their voices
Full of everything
That was in this same field
When I played there.
I hear them
With my eyes
I listen to their lives
Hear their tales
Seen soundless
In the movement of lips
As they kiss the air.
I would take a stone,
Break the glass
And enter.
If I did not know
That I would be deeply cut
By sharp edges
Ripped in pieces
For going where I should
No longer go.
The switch happened quite suddenly. One moment they were arguing. Each other to blame. Then BLAM. Quicker than snapping fingers and it was done.
He was no longer himself and she was no longer herself. They were each other and neither at once.
It lasted far longer than they hoped considering they never asked to be switched. And eventually they had to get used to being an other forever.
It wasn’t until their new reality set in that they realized their argument, however petty the topic, could never be solved. In short, they forgot.
They learned their lesson too late.