Picture Prompt: Write the Story

INVISIBLE

Look at me. Way back here. No one notices me and no one can hear me. Why won't they listen? Can't someone turn around and notice ME? Me! Yes! I am here.


It's always been that way. Here I am, being myself trying to be a part of the "in" crowd. I say things. No one comments. They just continue with their chatty banter as if I am not there. The dance lessons, the piano lessons, shopping at the mall and the boys, oh the boys.


I can't add anything to the conversation. I don't take dance lessons, piano lessons and rarely take trips to the mall and boys? We just don't do those things that the normal kids do. The kids with money, the rich kids, the other kids.


It's not like they don't like me. I think they do, but they just don't know what to say to me when I tell them that we don't own a television, or that our car is broken down and we walk to the grocery store... they just can't relate. It's not their fault.


But will it always be this way? Will I always be invisible? Will I ever be able to fit in? Yes, I will. I am determined to listen and learn all I can about this other life. The life of someone who isn't poor. I am just poor, I am not dumb. I have things to say. Listen to me!


It is hard being on the outside looking in. It is hard being way back here, unnoticed. It is hard being... "What?!?! - You're not listening?" I give up.

Prompt: Define Goodness

What is goodness? Goodness gracious! Oh goodness! My goodness!

Goodness can be so many things. It can be the kindness in the soul of a stranger who holds a door open for you. It can be the pure innocence of a child who "tells it like it is" pointing out the obvious thing that an adult would never dare to utter outloud. It is the warmth of a strong hug from a friend or a loved one. It is the unselfishness of a spouse that never hesitates to offer the last piece of candy...

Goodness surrounds me. I see it in my children when they stop me from being critical about someone. I see it in my husband when he goes out to start my car in the dead of winter. I see it in my friends who support me unconditionally. It's easy to see it in the people you love.

But why can't I see it in EVERONE? We all must possess some type of goodness, right? How often I look at people and judge. So often I never take the time to seek out their goodness. Instead I start painting a negative image on a dark, dark canvas.

They say you should love and love unconditionally. You should love the unloveable. It's so easy to stay in your own little world of goodness and close it off with a neat little wall of self-righteousness. It's time to tear down the walls and start looking for the goodness on the other side.

Imagination Prompt

Just so you know what this blog is all about... I finally found a writing prompt generator! I have wanted to start blogging about nothing in particular but never know what to write about so now I am going to take the prompts and run with them!

I am sure the content will most likely be random but at least it will get my creative juices flowing!