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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Once in a Blue Moon (01/06/11)

TITLE: The dream in my heart
By Graham Starling
01/13/11


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I smile, but itís a mechanical action; an expression practiced in front of a mirror. It goes no deeper than the curve of my lips, leaving my eyes as empty of feeling as the rest of me.

I hate parties, I always have. People dressed up in their sparkling best, laughing on the outside, all troubles forgotten or suppressed. Let us eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we die a little bit more. I donít know, does anyone else feel this emptiness that fills my days?

Maybe thatís what the parties are about. Maybe itís an attempt to fight back at the hollowness of our lives. People reaching out to each other looking for a reassurance that no-one can give because they are too busy looking for reassurance.

Iím not that strong. I cannot pretend to be anything other than this hollow shell, not for long. I sip my drink and try hard to find some innocuous small talk to share while inside me a scream is building.

Eventually the need to escape overwhelms me and I step out into the garden seeking solitude, seeking peace, seeking reality. The music and laughter persist, quieter now, far enough away that I can feel myself apart from them and still a part of me by some tenuous connection.

The moon is full and Ė is it my imagination Ė tinged with blue. The words of a song drift through my mind; a lonely lament at odds with the vacuous sounds of the party. Itís at moments like this that I find myself wishing for someone Ė that special someone Ė to walk up quietly behind me.

ďAre you alright?Ē

The voice is liquid silk; a balm to raging inside me. I turn towards it, filled with sudden hopeÖ


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Beth Muehlhausen01/15/11
Short but very sweet!
Joanne Sher 01/17/11
Super job of creating the mood here. Want to know what happened next. Thanks:)
Mariane Holbrook01/17/11
Very, very nice job. You deserve big time kudos for this one!