Invisible

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Looking back she could never tell of the day she became invisible.  Perhaps it was a gradual process over the years of being ignored and having her opinions go unheard.

Her own family would make plans without her, barely remembering she existed except when they wanted something done.

Sometimes she would see them enter a room, scrunching their eyes and scanning the room till they found her.  They would come over and make desultory conversation till the words tapered off and they wandered away.

As time went by she found the invisibility liberating, enjoying the freedom that came with it.

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Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100

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Driving Me Crazy

PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox

Say Boss 

Ya Tony?

Ya gotta get me another car.

Wassa matter with dis one?

Folks don’t take me seriously Boss.

Explain yourself Tony.

Yesterday I drove downtown to make da hit on Fat Albert.   His weasels were lurking around with his henchman Crosseye.  He look across da road and say ‘Hey Tony,  didn’t know youse worked for Santa, how’s de Elf Mobile?’

Den the weasels start sniggering. I gets mad and shoot all five and finish Fat Albert.

Ya done good Tony.

But now my street name be Tony Da Elf Mobile Driver, who’s gonna be scared of dat?

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It's a dialogue only story this week or as I sometimes call it 'my weakly offering'.  I hope it works.

Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 100

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