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 |   Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
 "Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself." CHARLIE CHAPLIN  Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you. David Whyte        This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts. |
| Prompt: Use these words in your entry today: reticent, preen, wiggle, jiggle, giggle and dance floor. --- Hahaha! The clock chimes for one of my silly stories! On the bustling Broadway Avenue, beneath the neon lights and pulsating beats, there was a hidden gem of a dance club known as "Rhythm Haven." Every night, the dance floor would come alive with many people, each with their own story to tell. One evening, a reticent young woman named Lynne arrived at Rhythm Haven. She was always drawn to the magic of dance, but her shyness kept her from fully embracing it. Tonight, though, she had decided it was time for a change. As Lynne stepped onto the dance floor, the music pulsed in her ears as its rhythm coursed through her and she began to sway and wiggle, even if at first, her movements were hesitant, like a delicate bird testing its wings. On the dance floor was also Niko who knew Lynne from work. He couldn't resist the opportunity to encourage Lynne. So with a dramatic flourish, he executed jiggles and elaborate dance moves to catch Lynne's eye and Lynne giggled when she saw Niko's antics, and she began dancing with him. Their joy was contagious as it drew others onto the dance floor, too, making it turn into a stage where people preened and pirouetted and were lost in the music of the moment. The magic of that night at Rhythm Haven lingered in Lynne's heart long after the last notes had faded. She had discovered and encouraged a side of herself she never knew to have existed. Even better than that, she had discovered a lifelong friend, Niko, who had encouraged her to step into a world where she could be who she was meant to be; herself. . |
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