A/N: So this week I’m late getting this done, I’ve been working a lot so haven’t been feeling as creative. Anyway without further ado you can find Tim’s work at http://wordsmithstories.blogspot.com.au/
Prompt: Every time I feel like I am getting good at something, I fail.
Word Limit: 300 words
It wasn’t fair, I just couldn’t win.
“Real promise in that one,”
“Wouldn’t be surprised if they went on to serve,”
When I had started out here people had such high hopes for me. And yet here I was, letting everybody down.
“Looks like she’s failed, again.”
“And here she was looking like such a good choice to begin with.”
I exit the arena, shoulders slumped. I’m supposed to be good at this; I spent so much time training. After months of being top ranked I have plummeted, and it’s not because the others have gotten better.
“And I thought she was meant to be good at this”
“She was? It seems like she’s failed every time we’ve gone into the testing grounds.”
I try to stifle my crying. Hot water pours over me; I can’t let anyone see me like this. It’s bad enough they all know I’m a failure, but if they knew that I cried about my failures then they’d never relent their teasing.
“Did you see that blunder yesterday?”
“So stupid, anyone could have seen that there was a trap there.”
“I know, it wasn’t even well concealed.”
Small, stupid little mistakes. Human error, that’s what it was called the first time I made a blunder and failed.
“It was just human error; anyone could have missed the signs.”
“Not a chance, once maybe but five times?”
Maybe it’s time I just gave up and moved on to something else, not that I’ll ever find something I’m good at. Perhaps it’s time I gave up entirely. After all it seems like every time I feel I’m getting good at something, I fail.
Words: 276 words