Shouting in an Empty Room
It doesn’t matter how you loud you scream, they never hear you. A horror movie is playing on repeat and the remote is lost.
The noise outside is nothing. Just the wind. A passing car in a hurry. A rabbit running to steal from your garden. Faceless people peep in your windows. Stare right at you, but do not see.
They do not see you standing on top of your kitchen table, waving your arms like you are about to take flight. They do not hear the table creak. They do not hear your voice.
Pretty soon, the neighbors break the locks of your house. Go into the fridge to grab refreshments. Turn on the television to some show you can’t stand. They put a partition around the table, and declare it broken.
They order pizza. You are starving and you try and peek over the wall around you to tell them you like pepperoni. No onions. Onions make you cry. It doesn’t matter. You’re not getting any pizza. They don’t see you. They don’t hear you. It doesn’t matter how loud you scream.
Gretchen Lee Bourquin obtained a Bachelor’s Degree in Literature/Creative Writing in another life, and worked in disability care, customer service, and education administration — and as a single mom of two, now grown, kids- before delving into freelancing as a content writer. She’s enjoying the opportunity that Medium provides to get a little more personal and put the creativity back in her writing. Follow me on Twitter or my Facebook writing page.
