Prompt directions:
Use as many of the words as you want: Pear, Sand, Dark, Play, Bird
I should have known better than to trundle out into the dunes alone, but anger makes you stupid. It coursed through me, rushing through my veins like electricity, making it impossible to stay still, impossible to listen to reason.
As the sun crept lower, sending long, haunting shadows across the sand, regret burrowed deeper into my bones. The shadows reached like claws from the twisted brush that barely clung to life, twisting my insides with worry once my anger had fizzled. Worry wasn’t good company. It left me alone in the starlit expanse of darkness with the occasional eerie hoot of a bird I hoped was an owl.
It was all so stupid now. Throwing a fit over the way she had peeled my pear instead of sliced it. Was I a child throwing a petulant tantrum? Could I not be trusted to interact with civilized company? Or at least pretend I didn’t mind, thank her for the fruit and play nice?
No. I definitely couldn’t be trusted. Not that it mattered now as I wandered, hopelessly lost in a world of sand. I only hoped that this would not end with my bones bleaching beneath the harsh summer rays and that someone would care enough to find me. Even if I am an idiot.