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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Charade (08/14/08)

TITLE: Mirrored
By Pamela Kliewer
08/17/08


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All this time my friend was a charade? A figment of my imagination? How could that be? We had bonded.

Each day as I sat on my perch in my cage I sang my heart’s song to my companion while looking intently into her eyes. She and me… we were bosom friends. Goodness, why wouldn’t we be? She looked just like me, she did. From the gray tuft on top of her pretty little head to the way her tail feathers spread so pretty. Why, she even moved in a mirror image to my own movements.

She was a charade? I am crushed and heart-broken. She and I had a budding friendship. I had even named her since she couldn’t speak. Pear. That’s the name I gave her. She was a parrot like me, so that’s an appropriate name, don’t you think?

Who am I?

Oh, I’m Emily.

Aren’t I a beauty? I do keep myself so neatly groomed, don’t you think? I must keep up appearances for the many humans who stop by my cage. Keeping my yellow head and neck shining like the sun… my red, blue and green tail feathers glistening like a rainbow. Each day I look in my mirror and…

Oh. That’s right. Some human – I think my ‘owner’ – took the mirror away, saying something about my making too much noise when I looked in it and how it was causing me to be proud. Well. I’m just a bird. What do I know?

As soon as the mirror was gone so was my bosom friend… all this time… a charade. Go figure.

I hope they give my mirror back soon. I’m lonely.


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Yvette Roelofse08/21/08
This made me smile. Very original :)
Carole Robishaw 08/21/08
I like the last line, very telling. Good Job, totally different take on the topic.
Heather Sargent08/21/08
Haha! I am still laughing, this was wonderful!
Anita van der Elst08/21/08
Got me laughing too! Absolutely loved it.
Jan Ackerson 08/22/08
Extremely cute, very creative.
Marlene Austin08/22/08
Oh, this is so sad. :( Give Emily back her mirror - er-r, I mean "friend". :) Really cute slant on the topic.
Linda Payne08/24/08
Sometimes we,too,need our "mirrors" taken away when we become too focused on ourselves. Loved your allegory.
Patty Wysong08/26/08
A delightful read--for sure! I loved the voice! Well done!
Sheri Gordon08/27/08
Very clever. I really liked the voice of Emily. I would have liked to read more of her experiences with her mirror friend. Nice job with the topic.
Joy Faire Stewart08/27/08
This is adorable, entertaining, and right on topic. Loved it!
Edmond Ng 08/27/08
A very interesting and entertaining read from the viewpoint of a lonely bird. I like your story of Emily and Pear. It puts a smile on my face.