Breathe in. Breathe out.

Visualize. See yourself in front of the room, comfortable, confident, smiling as you go through the motions…

“Rubbish,” she muttered.

It never works. You can’t deliver a convincing portrayal when your heart isn’t in it. Not really. The words you say are just a script to fool the world into thinking that you actually want to be here.

It’s time for a curtain call and an exit, stage left. But first…one last show.

The first period bell rang and the hallway filled with students heading to classrooms.

This would be the performance of a lifetime.


Written in response to the December 7 Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications.

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a performance. You can interpret what is a performance any way the prompt leads you.




Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

8 thoughts on “Curtain Call

    1. Well, I had something in particular in my head, but I guess I didn’t make that fully clear. However, having lived on both sides of the desk, I can tell you that at some point nearly everyone in school feels that way. 😀

  1. The hardest performance is the one lacking heart. No matter the script, it will be flat and your character knows this yet is willing to walk through the lines one last time. Great flash, Lisa!

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