Can, or Can Not (Six Sentence Stories, Installment 2)

I don’t know if I can do it.



She’d been sitting here in the coffee house for fifteen minutes now, thinking she was just a little dizzy, all she needed was a cup of tea and she’d be fine. She’d drunk the tea, she’d sat quietly, but she didn’t feel better in the slightest. Everything still had that just-off-of-normal look, and her heart was still thumping right along.

If she could just make it out the door, up the elevator and back to her desk, she’d be safe, but here she sat, too frightened to move.

Why can’t I do this?


This is a Six Sentence Stories Installment, #2. The cue was “can.”

Click here for Installment 1.

Click here for Installment 3.

Click here for the link-up to read Six Sentence Stories from other writers.

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Author: Deborah Lee

I like trees, dreaming, magic, books, paper, floating, dreaming, rhinos, rocks, stargazing, wine, dragonflies, trains, and silence to hear the world breathe.

12 thoughts on “Can, or Can Not (Six Sentence Stories, Installment 2)”

  1. Definitely makes you think something physical, when you look at both installments. But the “why couldn't she do this” suggests something more mental, emotional. Looking forward to the next.

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  2. Oh no! Is this some kind of anxiety attack? I'm so sad for her, because feeling stuck like that (especially when you have things which need doing) is no fun at all. Really evocatively written.

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