Musings of a Little Girl

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People were looking at me, but were they really looking at me, I wondered.

Will they be able to sense my hesitation? Or hear the tremble in my voice?

Will the fight with my inner self show in my eyes?

I guess, they will just brush it off as inexperience or perhaps social awkwardness.

A few were smiling indulgently while others did not give any thought at all and just moved on.

Aah! The answers that I was seeking as I stood waiting with my friends at the busy corner of a street, to meet the strangers in the night.

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This is a fiction written for the Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday, β€œStrangers in the night”

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Linking it to January 2014 Ultimate Blog Challenge and NaBloPoMo

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