Through the door

Energy waves bounced unto the walls, I felt like a rocket launched into space. Walking to my new office, I made a conscious effort not to peep into every office, resisted the urge to smile at everyone as I walked past. Could they tell it was my first day?

A deflated balloon floated close to the ceiling slowly descending, it’s attempts to absorb energy from the walls around it failing terribly.

I walked down the corridor avoiding open doors and eye contact, lips taut with weariness. Could they tell it was my two-thousand-five-hundred-and twenty-eighth day in this place?

Copyright Amy Reese

Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Amy Reese the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.


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