Prose Challenge – Write a story in 150 words where a character sees their reflection and is surprised by what they find.
When depression strikes I go off wandering. It takes my mind of things, its exercise and they say exercise is good for the body and the soul.
Today it’s been raining and that suits how I feel. I’ve been harangued for the past two hours about how worthless a human being I am, that I don’t provide, and my children suffer from having me as a father.
I step around the puddle but find a reason to pause for there is a man is looking back at me. I’m puzzled because he looks familiar, but I can’t place him.
I look closer and see he does have a receding hair-line, he is pudgy around the waist, and there are lines on his face that maybe shouldn’t be there.
But his eyes betray a wisdom and a kindness that gives me cause to stay. What can he find to be kind and wise about I wonder?