Wednesday, February 5, 2014

28 Days of Writing - The Empty Bottle

It's such a hard life.  I am more than just a bottle you know.   I have purpose but I am trapped in this void of nothingness.  Glass ceilings have never been more real.

Daylight gives me hope as I can see the transparent world in action around me.  I love the sun shining through me.  It feels so warm and soothing.  I am a beautiful vessel.  The dark of night is brutal, though.  I yearn for the reflective power of just a bit of light.  It's exciting when someone has to turn on a light to get to the headache medicine during the night.  Ha!  Serves them right.  They shouldn't have emptied me so quickly and put me in this state.

I call out to them to release me.  They ignore me.  WAIT!  Something is happening.  I'm being approached.  Oh, oh, MY!  This is wonderful.   I have been turned upright.  Thank you so much.  I can live again.


Wait.  WHERE are you taking me?

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Sheesh.  Talking bottles.  What next?  Thank goodness the recycle bin goes out tonight.

There are others out there bumping into things because of empty bottles.





16 comments:

Nora Blithe said...

I think this is my favorite of all your posts. The line about the warm sun shining through the bottle grabbed me! Great ending!

Katherine said...

Ha ha ha the bottle is saying, "NOOOOOO!!!!!"

laughingmom said...

Ha! All of my trash probably talks!

Frank Lee MeiDere said...

Should have put a candle in it.

nonamedufus said...

Very well done. I will now think I hear voices coming from my upturned shampoo bottle. Thanks.

Rob-bear said...

Talking bottles. Talking cat. Evil twin. You certainly have a life full of "interesting" personalities. Just relax. The men in the white coats will arrive any minute now.

Blessings and Bear hugs!

Lauren Salkin said...

Great job, Reffie. I love POVs of inanimate objects.

Malisa said...

That poor talking bottle is traumatized because it is 30-2 Days of Writing and he/she/it knows it is going to be very, very empty! Time for that bottle to get a full friend right beside it.

ReformingGeek said...

@Nora - Thanks. I enjoyed writing this one!

@Katherine - Bottles are so sensitive!

@laughingmom - I sure hope not.

@Frank - The candle was have seriously lit up its ego.

@noname - Thanks. You'd better check on that poor shampoo. Plastic has a worse life than glass.

@Rob - Yes, they visit here a lot.

@Lauren - Thanks. It was fun. I should do it more often.

@Malisa - How about another empty? The bottle needs a friend in the recycle bin!

Margaret Andrews said...

Aw, the poor thing. Maybe if it's lucky it will reincarnate (recycle?) as a water cooler container, then it ca travel from office to office and meet all kinds of people.

Nicky said...

Okay, I was totally not expecting that. Interesting take on this one, Reffie!

Mariann said...

You've had enough to drink. Put the bottle away. :)

meleah rebeccah said...

Oh!! I loved this post. And I love how you wrote this from the perspective of the bottle! My favorite part was describing the warm feeling. Well done, Reffie!!

KZ said...

I love this post. It's so clever and lively. Inspiration really can come from anywhere, huh?

Paula Wooters said...

Marvelous, Reffie! A unique twist to write it from the bottle's point of view!

P.J. said...

To the recycling plant you go, buddy. :)


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