Alien, that’s how she felt.
Beneath layers of clothes and make-up, her old self was still hiding.
Could she really erase the old and embrace the new?
Doubts spread like wildfire inside of her.
Everything always caused doubts.
Fear and panic attacks were lurking just around the corner, waiting for her.
Gullible as she was, she believed all the negative words that had once been used to label her.
How could she not?
In all her years on earth, only few people showed kindness towards her.
Jumbling her usual and annoying thoughts, she made a decision.
Keys in hand, she walked out and slammed the door to find her car.
Loneliness threatened to claim her, but she pushed it away.
Minutes later, she sat in her car, staring outside the window and clutching the steering wheel with her hands.
Now was the time to break old habits.
Old habits die hard though
Quietness was not her friend and again, her brain started to meddle.
Right then, she noticed a bird sitting on a branch.
Staring at him, she wished that she could be just as carefree as he was.
Too many fears and responsibilities held her back from doing what she liked, from being who she really was.
Under the crushing pressure of making a decision to either move or stay put, she finally broke down in tears, making a new decision.
Vanity made her check her surroundings to see if no one was watching her melt-down.
With all her might she fought her demons back into the shadows.
Xenophobia made it harder and harder to be at places like this.
Yonder in the yard, she saw movement.
Zappy people were dancing and laughing and finally, cleaning herself up, she got back to her own birthday party.
This was an A-Z challenge. The assignment was to write a short story with 26 sentences. Every sentence had to begin with the next letter of the alphabet.