Neurotransmitting

They almost saw me during the reception. We were dancing. I smiled wrong; I couldn’t remember the right smile, so I displayed a fake, scrounged from clouded memories of expressions. I’m empty where emotions were, so I impersonate. Sometimes I even wish they would notice.

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4 thoughts on “Neurotransmitting

    • I’m glad that came through 🙂 I would have LOVED to give you more for this prompt, haha – 45 words for this was brutal!

    • I envisioned her as an ordinary guest coping with her depression at the party, but it could just as easily be anyone there! Maybe even the bride…

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