Another week has gone by and yet again it is time for a new Six-Sentence Story. This week has been very busy, but I can already say that I did pass math... compared to my first test with 9/40 points, I scored 24/30, and the gap between the two was exactly two months. I have never in my life had a math test go as well as this last one did, and honestly, I am very happy to have even passed the course, especially since I sacrificed programming once again because I never want to see that first math test ever again.
Musically, I have been listening to various things as always, but my “On Repeat” section first five songs are currently populated by SKYND and Dir en grey, which is strange because I actually listened to a lot of different artists this week.
As always, the blog-hop is hosted by GirlieOnTheEdge, and through the link-up you can find many other authors sharing their sixes. Be sure to check them out because even if mine is not to your taste, you may still discover a writer you truly enjoy.
Rules of the hop:
Write 6 sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
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PROMPT WORD: STEAM
Six-Sentence Story - the Sensible Woman
Stella was thought to be a sensible woman; she had her ducks in a row or something like that—she never missed a deadline, a day at work or school, or did anything in halves.
At the age of twenty-one, she had managed to climb the career ladder three times in the span of six months; perhaps it was not surprising for a straight-A student, or perhaps overachieving had become a way for her to prove her worth.
To whom, one may wonder...
the world,
her parents,
teachers,
a lover,
or herself?
But what people failed to realize was that when her schedule ran empty and the steam from the coffee mug had faded, she sat alone at her desk, her only companions the storms of her mind and the shadows that seemed to wait for nightfall to come out and play.
You see,
Stella didn’t fancy sitting around doing nothing because she didn’t fancy herself enough to sit alone with her mind; she preferred the order of her job to the chaos she experienced when left alone.
Hmm,
maybe that’s why Stella now sits at the smoking corner with the other loonies, waiting for her eight o’clock medication, not fighting against the daily schedule of waking up at six, medicine, breakfast, therapy, fifteen minutes outside for a walk and a cigarette—rinse and repeat.
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Schedules keep one busy. Hopefully she’ll find something to do when there’s nothing scheduled to be done.
I hope so too Frank, perhaps she will pick up knitting or something…
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What a drastic future you chose for your poor Stella!
I think it can be good too. Maybe she learns how important it is to rest and face your own mind too. I don’t know one person who didn’t learn something from there.
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All I can say is this: Gosh, poor Stella!
Yeah, I too have empathy for her but life is weird and sometimes something seemingly bad or dramatic/drastic can also be good in the long run.
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Yes, a person should rest and recuperate. Maybe that character might evolve to do interesting, positive activities. Some of us are blogging in the same bloghops. Hope to see your posts again in Ten Things of Thankfulness. This week’s is open for entires.
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And people seem to forget how to rest and that it’s just as important as being productive.
Yea you will see me this week at the TToT too :).
“…her only companions the storms of her mind and the shadows that seemed to wait for nightfall to come out and play”
totally love that line.
Excellent Six!
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A story many could relate to I”m sure.
A storm in her mind — I think she should pick up a pen and a sheet of paper, and start writing her way into a new light. Love this Six.
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And I totally agree, writing, singing maybe pick up painting or something. But who knows maybe Stella has something else on her mind.
Hopefully she gets the help she needs.
May she come out of it stronger and able to do things because she wants to, not because she has to.
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