A man visited Tabitha’s school to tell them that, if they believed in themselves, anything was possible.
She trusted him, because he’d said what she wanted to hear.
So after school she sprinted home, bolted to her room, stared intensely into her bedroom mirror, and believed.
She believed for hours. When she didn’t come to dinner, Mother brought up sandwiches. When she collapsed into bed, exhausted from belief, they remained uneaten.
Waking the next morning, she rushed back to the mirror to see if self-belief had worked it’s magic…
…but was disappointed to see she was still a fictional character.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Labels: 100 words, Belief, Drabble, Short story
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