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I stand alone

I’ve been here for years. Unloved. Unnoticed. That’s me. 

Nobody ever asks how I’m feeling. No one ever asks what I want. It’s just take, take, take. So much noise, so much chaos. Hands clamping around me, legs running around. Sirens, shouting, panic and relief. Then it all stops as quickly as it began. Once again, silence.

When they leave, I cry. I’m not ashamed to say it. Tears roll down my cold, red body and form tiny rivers that trickle forever onwards down the street. Once a sparrow danced and bathed in my tears. They soon stopped after that.

 

Posted as part of a 100 word photo prompt by Friday Fictioneers.

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17 responses to “I stand alone”

  1. neenslewy

    I thought at first you were writing from the statue’s point of view… but the fire hydrant – now that’s different!

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    1. MrBinks

      Well, it’s nice to be a little different from time to time. Hope you enjoyed it. Looking forward to contributing every Friday.

      Reply
  2. helenmidgley

    That was a great angle to take, I loved the line ‘Once a sparrow danced and bathed in my tears’ good job 🙂

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks, Helen.
      Yeah I had to lighten the mood a little near the end 🙂

      Reply
  3. summerstommy2

    Great take on the prompt. The personification of the hydrant is excellent.

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    1. MrBinks

      Everything deserves a voice 🙂

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  4. Joe Owens

    So glad you joined us in this. The perspective of the fire hydrant is unique. I have read nearly fifty of the responses and yours is the only from that perspective.

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks for the kind comment, Joe.

      Reply
  5. dailyshorts

    I never thought I would feel sorry for a fire hydrant. Loved the line, “Tears roll down my cold, red body and form tiny rivers that trickle forever onwards down the street.”

    Good job! 🙂

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    1. MrBinks

      Thanks for the lovely comment; nobody ever thinks about our poor inanimate friends. 🙂

      Reply
  6. pattisj

    Ah, the life of a fire hydrant. We don’t pay them much mind, do we?

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    1. MrBinks

      Well maybe you’ll remember this when you next walk by one!

      Thanks for leaving a comment. Very kind.

      Reply
  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    Ah poor fire-hydrant. and no-one wants action from that one.

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  8. rochellewisoff

    Dear Mr. Binks,

    I’m thinking I should be welcoming you to Friday Fictioneers. It’s addictive.

    Poor fire hydrant. We do take them for granted, especially the canine population.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  9. The Writers Village

    Aw. poor fire hydrant. It gets lonely standing ready to put out the flames of the living.

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  10. lingeringvisions by Dawn

    It took me a moment to realize the fire hydrant was the narrator. It’s a wonder so few did this as it is very prominent in the picture.

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  11. sustainabilitea

    Welcome! It took me a minute to realize who was talking (after all, I don’t hear fire hydrants every day.) 🙂 Good to get some recognition for the fire hydrants. Where would we be without them.

    janet

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