Every Tuesday I post a writing prompt and my response. It gives me a chance to exercise my writing muscles outside of my WIP, and hopefully inspire you to write. So enjoy my flash fiction piece and post your own in the comments!
How would a broken plate feel?
I am incomplete. Shattered, broken, torn. A piece of me is missing. Without it I feel, less. Worthless. I can no longer fulfill the purpose for which I was made. I have failed. Others see me, they sorrow for me. Tell me it is okay, it was meant to be this way. There are other purposes, other thinks that I could do, other things I could become. They do not understand. I was cast into this mold, to do this one thing. All that I am centers around this single purpose. And yet, there is no chance now for me ever to become what I once thought I must be. I feel lost and cast about. Shattered, broken, torn. I am incomplete.