It’s been awhile since I’ve joined in with FMF.  But when I saw the word, I had to jump in.   I didn’t get a chance to do my fictional story this week, so I thought I would do a very short one using this prompt. I am also sharing my get-up-and-move song, (which I have shared before).

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!!

Linking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday.  If you would like to join in or learn more about it, click on the icon to the left.  Write for 5 minutes, here we go.

TODAY’S PROMPT: DANCE (Fictional)

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She couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment that brought her here.  A series of events, brief moments in time that lead her to meet the man who invited her to this Black Tie Charity event.  She felt so out of place among all the elegance and grandeur.  You wouldn’t know she was just the girl next door from a small town.  Because to look at her now, with her petite frame wrapped in her little black dress, with the right accessories and just enough sparkle, people could only notice the beauty in this young woman and accept her as one of their own.

Throughout the night she reminded herself to capture each moment like a snapshot and file it in the scrapbook of her mind, because it all felt like a dream.  Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Dance with me.”

With a smile he took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. As he placed his hand on the small of her back and drew her close to him, she knew she was exactly where she belonged, and that her life would never be the same.

STOP…PENCILS DOWN

When life tries to bring you down, just dance.

It’s been awhile since I’ve joined in with FMF.  But when I saw the word, I had to jump in.  Hope you have a wonderful weekend!!

Linking up with Kate Motaung for Five Minute Friday.  If you would like to join in or learn more about it, click on the icon to the left.  Write for 5 minutes, here we go.

TODAY’S PROMPT: ALONE

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Recently I have been studying personality types.  I’ve always liked learning about people, and what makes them tick.  I have always known that I am an introvert.  But like most people I really didn’t know what that meant until now.  I LOVE to be alone, I crave it and I need it, and this is something that is the most misunderstood especially when you are surrounded by extroverts.  I have been thought of as rude, or that I am ignoring someone, which then made me think that there was something wrong with me, but there isn’t, and there isn’t anything wrong with extroverts…we’re just different.  But as an introvert, I feel we are looked down upon because of how we interact with people.

Maybe you’ll see yourself in the following characteristics, or someone you know, but this is what I have learned about me…an introvert.

I do enjoy talking, and being social.  I prefer one on one conversations, and can sit and talk with a good friend for hours.  But after that I will need some alone time, this is where my energy is restored.  I do enjoy social get togethers, I can be social and can have fun, but that is not where I get my energy, and I can only do it for so long…afterwards I will need to be alone.  But if I have a choice between a social gathering or staying home and reading a book…well you guessed it, I’d enjoy reading the book so much more.  I’m not a big fan of phone calls, but I will email all the livelong day.  I cannot just pick up the phone to call someone, I think about what that person could be doing, and would this be a good time for them, and thinking that it probably isn’t a good time, I then don’t make the call.  I feel that an email can be read and dealt with when they want to.  I do not like to be the center of attention.

Introverts are intuitive by nature, and observant.  We are in tune to our surroundings, and pick up on moods, and take in everything around us.  Therefore, that is why we don’t like to stay in social settings for long, we need to be alone, recharge and process everything.  So when interacting with an introvert, if you find them distant or quiet, don’t take it personally, what they want you to know is, “it isn’t you…it’s me.”  Respect their need to be alone to recharge, it is crucial for them.

STOP…PENCILS DOWN