Sammie Wilson

 'A professional writer is an amatuer who didn't quit' - Richard Bach
I didn't quit. 

My Journey - Free Fiction

The Woman Who Called Herself 'A Fate'

Posted by Sammie on October 29, 2011 at 11:40 PM

 

She was an older woman, with humble eyes and white hair clipped short. The lines etched onto her face told a story of great knowledge and experience and the way she carried herself was full of purpose and grace. The expression she held was peaceful but all-knowing and I could just feel within myself that her soul was pure.


I walked with her from one of the classrooms at my daughter's school. Her hands were clasped in front of her as we stopped and stood for a moment behind the building that has the mural - the 'under the sea' mural I had contributed to when I was in grade seven. It was behind there that I witnessed a miracle. This woman bent down in front of a lifeless white pigeon and before my very eyes brought it back to life. She then turned her attentions to two baby birds in which she proceeded to turn them into adults so they could fly off and not become prey to others stronger than them.


 Afterwards, she turned to me and began telling me things about my life - important things - that now that I'm awake I can't remember. Throughout the dream I had an overwhelming feeling of rightness, like everything in my life was going to turn out just the way I plan, but, when I woke up I couldn't help but feel I'd forgotten something significant and ever since then I haven't been able to stop thinking about it...And I especially haven't been able to stop thinking about the woman that called herself 'a fate'.

 


Categories: Short Short Stories

Post a Comment

Oops!

Oops, you forgot something.

Oops!

The words you entered did not match the given text. Please try again.

Already a member? Sign In

0 Comments