She racked her brains really hard. She just couldn’t figure out what to write about. She had many thoughts…too many, actually. What could she write about that would be interesting for someone else to read? Could she write about incidents from her past or events that were currently going on in her life? What if they thought it were boring? What about something relating to her children? That always seemed interesting to her! But what if they thought it wasn’t funny at all! And then she thought for a second…what if she closed her eyes to see if there was some inspiration? A wise person whom she loved dearly had once told her to try this if she ever faced writer’s block.
She sat on her chair and closed her eyes. And just like that, thoughts came floating in and out...
A bright orange coloured all day sucker! It was so big that it almost covered her face entirely! It smelt divine and tasted even better. She pictured herself licking it greedily, the juice dripping down her cheeks making them all sticky. Just as she thought that she could write about that, another thought flashed in her mind.
She was on Center Court at Wimbledon! No, not a ball girl but she was on the court itself playing against her hero Pete Sampras! She stood behind the baseline about to receive his serve. Funnily though, she wasn’t grimacing at the expected ‘thwack’ that could’ve ploughed through a metal wall! She was grinning…goofily even! So excited at the thought of walking to the net at the end of the match and shaking his hand…or even hugging him! There was something she could write about…the mixture of emotions that were going through her, right? DING DONG! DING DONG! She opened her eyes and got out of her chair with a start! She rushed off downstairs to answer the door. Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped down low! Who should stand there but Pete Sampras holding a bright orange coloured all day sucker!!!! The first thought that crossed her mind? “Wait till I go back to my computer and write about this!”
She sat on her chair and closed her eyes. And just like that, thoughts came floating in and out...
A bright orange coloured all day sucker! It was so big that it almost covered her face entirely! It smelt divine and tasted even better. She pictured herself licking it greedily, the juice dripping down her cheeks making them all sticky. Just as she thought that she could write about that, another thought flashed in her mind.
She was on Center Court at Wimbledon! No, not a ball girl but she was on the court itself playing against her hero Pete Sampras! She stood behind the baseline about to receive his serve. Funnily though, she wasn’t grimacing at the expected ‘thwack’ that could’ve ploughed through a metal wall! She was grinning…goofily even! So excited at the thought of walking to the net at the end of the match and shaking his hand…or even hugging him! There was something she could write about…the mixture of emotions that were going through her, right? DING DONG! DING DONG! She opened her eyes and got out of her chair with a start! She rushed off downstairs to answer the door. Her eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped down low! Who should stand there but Pete Sampras holding a bright orange coloured all day sucker!!!! The first thought that crossed her mind? “Wait till I go back to my computer and write about this!”
1 comment:
I'm happy to see that you still have some loyalties to Pete. Thought the airhead Federer might have erased any lasting memory!
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