55 words on Humanity

The whole day she kept on approaching people in the hope someone would actually understand her. She counted the coins received, each one reflecting the selfishness in their eyes expecting some good to happen to them in return. They never understood that it’s not the money she wanted. At night, she lied down on the bench with the dog.

So strange that humans are sometimes considered as dogs, and raised only when needed. Humanity is offered seldom to the ones on the street, but to the ones living in slums or minority. Barking dogs then end up biting each other.

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Prompt from 1hundredWorks.

5 Comments

  1. Nice micro fiction. “each one reflecting the selfishness in their eyes expecting some good to happen to them in return” so true.. isn’t it? People, even if they show it or not, will always be thinking of what they have to gain by helping others.

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