Jessica Wright
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In Time
In the middle of a desert, there is a small bustling town where everybody knows everyone. Based in the early 20th century, poodle skirts and pastel colors are still very relevant. Everyone is in sync, everyone smiles, and everyone moves to the same score. A single woman is a pariah. Not the same- off by a hue, off by a note. The Woman cannot comprehend the town’s lifestyle and cannot sync to the values and understanding that they have. They laugh at her in a togetherness that mapped out how in sync they were. In the middle of a hot afternoon, she tripped. She had been looking at the sky wondering what it would be like to be elsewhere. Her feet tumbled over the other and she was spotted by a couple following their schedule. The woman took a stumble and was out of step. Out of measure. People noticed. Simultaneously they turned to laugh. Rage poured through her and she started to weep.
By Jessica Wright3 years ago in Horror