Every Monday, I post a piece of flash fiction--a story clocking in
at around 300 words. Each story can also be found on my deviantART page. Enjoy!
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When I
was little, I thought that cars looked like people. Their headlights were eyes,
and their bumpers were mouths, forever--in my eyes, at least--resembling a
smile. I never put any more time and effort into the thought; whether the cars
had thoughts or feelings or things to do for themselves. They were just cars,
objects that surrounded us on the streets and the highway.
Now, I
can see people inside those cars. I see families and couples and people sitting
alone; fingers tapping the steering wheel, turning the radio dial, holding a
phone up to their ear as they speak to whoever is on the other end. I see someone
shoulder check before turning, as I zoom by at a hundred kilometers an hour,
their face flashing in and out of my line of vision instantly. They go about
their life and I go about mine, my world as unfamiliar to them as theirs is to
me.
I’m not
sure which thought astounds me more; the fact that this may be the only time
our lives cross paths, or that they may cross again in the future, passing by
without a moment’s awareness on either side.
~~
Until later,
- Justyne
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