Writing Exercise (number 6)

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Loneliness

The long table groans with food

The chatter of diners fills the room

They all share a common affection

Everyone getting on well

She sits in the middle

Conversations go on either side of her

She tries to join in, but doesn’t follow

Tears prick her eyes unexpectedly

She feels the sadness taking over again

Swiftly she pushes back her chair

Not wanting to distract from her sister’s day

Alone in the small cubicle

She sobs, her shoulders shaking

The gust of laughter hits her

As she pushes open the door

And she braces herself for questions

But none come

 

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