Intimidated by boisterous Billy, stone-faced I watched him catch popcorn in his mouth.
To his crestfallen question, “Don’t you like me?”
I’d answer, “Of course.”
Erasing the “no” shyness uttered twenty-nine years ago.
This is my response to Trifecta’s weekend prompt, which was to “give us a 33-word time travel story. We don’t usually tell you what to title your piece, but we’d love it if you could title it with the year/date that you choose.”
My first thought was to fast forward eighteen years to see if my younger son has mastered using a napkin. Instead, I decided to tackle my past. Shyness had a strangle-hold on me until I finally faced it when I turned fifteen. It’s not completely gone, but I’m mostly functioning now (except in unfamiliar social situations…shyness still makes me look like an idiot :))
Edit: I want to clarify that this piece isn’t really about Billy, or regrets about how that turned out. It’s about shyness and all the things I haven’t let myself do because of it. This do-over symbolizes one change in the right direction: living life outside the shadow of shyness.
Have a beautiful weekend. Oh, and if you have any thoughts on this piece, don’t be shy – leave your comment!