Writing Assignment #5
Writing Assignment #5
Writing Assignment – Day 5 – June 6,2014
(You discover a letter on a path that deeply affects you. Today write about this encounter.)
It was a beautiful sunny day and Jane had left work early. It was Friday and often the boss would chase all of his staff from the office early. She had the whole afternoon to herself, to simply enjoy the sunshine and to take her dog, Casey, for a good long walk.
“I don’t very often get a chance to do this,” thought Jane as she unhooked the leash from Casey’s collar to let him run free.
“Whoa! Not so fast Casey. You are leaving me far behind,” she gasped as she ran as fast as she could to catch up. There was simply no way to even keep close.
“Okay boy, don’t get lost and don’t forget where I am,” she scolded as she resigned herself to the fact that Casey was going for a romp on his own.
Jane slowed to a leisurely walk as Casey sped ahead, romping through the tall grasses, barking at the butterflies and pausing every so often to sniff at the tree trunks. As she walked along the path, she noticed an envelope in the grasses along side the road.
Curiously she picked it up only to discover it was an unaddressed, unsealed envelope with a letter inside.
“I guess I can read this,” she said aloud, “it’s not addressed to anyone and the envelope is unsealed.”
Quickly she opened the envelope and took out the letter, unfolded it and began to read:
You are invited to a
Neighborhood Patio Party
Saturday, June 7, 2014
to be held at Jan and Mike’s home
Please……………….
………………………………………………
Tears began to flow down Jane’s cheeks and the words blurred before her eyes. The party was being held tomorrow evening at her neighbor’s home and the invitations had been sent out some time ago. Unfortunately she had not received one which indicated to her that once again she was being ignored and overlooked. There had been many similar hurtful snubs over the past year.
“Why am I the outcast of the neighborhood? What have I done to deserve this cold shoulder treatment? Why am I not being included?”
She sat down on a fallen tree trunk and wept bitterly.
After what seemed like hours, Casey returned, licked Jane’s face and snuggled up to Jane expecting a hug, a scratch behind the ears, as well as a cookie treat. Jane lovingly complied, got up and together they walked slowly down the path from which they had come, knowingly content, comforted and happy to be with each other.
“Casey, you are truly my best friend,” uttered Jane thoughtfully as she dropped the envelope and the letter in the garbage can along the path. She smiled slightly, deciding that she would rise above the hurtful treatment that she was receiving.
“C’mon Casey. Let’s go home.”
