Written in 10 minutes, with the Carrizozo Writers
Melissa leaned back on the grass next to Paul and studied the carpet of stars that filled the night sky.
“Have you ever looked at clouds to find the shapes, the pictures in them?”
“I have,” he answered. “When I was very young, my brother and I once spotted a dragon in the clouds. He didn’t last long though the wind reshaped him into a sailboat. We should try it with the stars.”
Melissa mused, “I think that is what those old Greek dudes did, and they came up with the constellations. Do you think we could find some new ones?”
“We should try.” they agreed.
“Look over there,” Paul pointed to the eastern sky, “That one looks like a centipede. And there he pointed a few degrees to the west. That might be a paperboy on his bicycle.”
“I just don’t see them,” Melissa said, puzzled, “I see a girl who doesn’t think she’s pretty enough, and there’s a girl with an eating disorder. Probably anorexia; she thinks she’s too fat.”
“I get it,” said Paul, “I see a wimpy boy. He’s not strong at all. He constantly disappoints his parents.”
time’s up – step away
- the starlit evening
- embraced her insecurities
- the dragon needs rescuing