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| Image Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields |
It was the land of dreams, of passion, of hearts that got stomped on mercilessly by stilettos. It was Hollywood, where the impossible happened. Then why was there still a nagging doubt somewhere at the back of her head?
Just a job to support till she landed her first big break, that's what she told herself as she took the job at the strip club.
But ten years later, she stifled a laugh at the star struck eyes on young girls she once saw in her own mirror. Dreams to dust, she muttered and got ready for another long night.
This drabble is written for Friday Fictioneers- 14th November for the above photo prompt.
Ah, the post reflects a heavy sadness associated with the crushing of dreams. Nicely written.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, K! :)
Deletewith stars in her eyes
ReplyDeleteshe aimed for the solitaires
dreams crushed
but show must go on................
poignantly expressed
Thanks a lot, Kalpana :) The verse is beautiful!
DeleteThey say hindsight's always 20/20 don't they? A sad commentary.
ReplyDeleteshalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle!
DeleteAh.....bet she never thought such times would come. Story of so many girls.
ReplyDeleteSo true. Thanks Red!
DeleteHell, that happens here!
ReplyDeleteIt's sad. Thanks Dawn!
DeleteI guess it's good that she can still laugh at her younger self. Sad but too often a true story.
ReplyDeletejanet
Those nagging doubts are what we should listen to. Sad story, well told.
ReplyDeleteAh the tragedy!
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