I was waiting for the bus when I saw her: dishevelled, in a near state of undress and, drunk.
People avoided her but I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She was rummaging through the dumpster, laughed triumphantly when she fished out a half eaten sandwich. She devoured it with gusto as if having a gourmet meal. She rummaged a bit more for a can of beer.
She saw me looking. She gave me a toothless smile and went on her way.
I felt an immense sadness and kept thinking, "it could have been me, I could have been her."
Frenchie about 3 years ago
Who knows what tragedies she suffered? :-(
Neville Hunt about 3 years ago
There is always a backstory...
firefly about 3 years ago
It sounds like a great beginning to a story. Beautifully written, I feel like I am there watching with you ^^
Christopher about 3 years ago
More people should have those kinds of moments to make them appreciate who they are and what they have instead of always complaining. Very nice, Frenchie.