“Don't
overanalyze things.”
Sigmund
Freud* #quote
I was thinking,
people who have skeletons in their closet must be brave. Simply
because they've got some backbone. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The
Messenger Of Happiness
The “:)”,
called “smiley face” ever since he was born, enjoyed his mission
in life. :) spread goodwill while people typed him into messages. He
gave quick bursts of little happy emotion without large strings of
poetic words to convey them.
:) felt
overjoyed when he tagged along the end of a message when people
flirted with each other. He could easily tell when a lame joke that
he stood at the end of was just small talk to build up for a date.
But something happened that made :) feel worse than anything else.
When people saw
him and became angry. When they misunderstood him because of lack of
tone inside of text messages. Or worse when people actually use him
to express some nasty feeling. :) felt that he should carry joy, not
anger, or mean remarks.
At those times
:) felt like he was a :(
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