7.04.2011

note #132

she watched the sparkler fizzle and die out, the smoke from it drifting on the breeze. children screamed and laughed joyfully in the distance in accompaniment to the sound of fireworks. she continued to stare at the sparkler, her mind empty, the heavy feeling of loneliness settling over her. slowly the tears came. she crouched and dropped her head onto her knees, arms wrapped tight around her legs.

why are you crying? asked a tiny voice. she looked up to see a little girl standing there, her own sparkler in hand. she wiped her face and smiled waveringly at the child. i'm just a little sad, she replied. the girl looked at her in the way that children do when they are trying to figure out the strange things adults do, then held out her sparkler. she took it and looked at the girl who smiled and then ran off to wherever she had come from.

she turned back to the sparkler and watched it fizzle it's last.

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