Strutting Her Stuff
Drabble Drop : Sassy
Swirling in front of the mirror, loving the swish of her skirt as it seductively ruffles around her knees.
At just four foot tall, she pines for a little more height. Petite is fine, but short is a nightmare when it comes to fashion.
All her life she’s been teased and bullied over her height, developing a pure hatred of short.
Tonight she has an important date with a man she’s had a crush on for months and she knows she looks good.
Lastly, she steps into her new sassy high heels to give her confidence that much needed boost.
I was challenged to write a drabble of the word ‘sassy'.
Wikipedia defines a drabble as follows :
A drabble is a short work of fiction of precisely one hundred words in length. The purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (2)
I'm the opposite of her. I'm too tall for a girl and often got bullied for that 😅 Loved your drabble!
I loved wearing heels when I was younger. I'm 5' 3" Great drabble