What You Can’t See

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” —Henry David Thoreau

She was glad the rain finally stopped as she took her dog for a walk. ” It’s just a pile of rags,” she explained to her companion. Her dog strained at his leash and whined. “Calm down boy! ” she said a bit louder as they drew closer to the mound. She didn’t want to look too closely fearing…what? Why was she afraid of a pile of rags. She was determined not to let anything spoil her vacation. Tired of reading all that disturbing news. What could she do about it? It didn’t affect her. Even the President hadn’t spoken a word about it while he was on his trip. If he didn’t care why should she? She was looking forward to reading the latest romance novel that had been recommended in her favorite magazine. “Hurry up, boy! ” she almost shouted as they scurried past the little body in the sand.

14 thoughts on “What You Can’t See”

Priceless Joy September 8, 2015 at 5:18 pm

Oh my gosh how sad! Very poignant and makes you stop and think about how we are treating the current immigration situation. Sadly, it is happening all over the world. Excellent story! Welcome to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers! I hope we will get to read more stories from you.

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 8, 2015 at 5:43 pm
  
  Thank You! Yes this story about the refugees has been haunting me and this helped me get some of my feelings out.
  
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  1. Priceless Joy September 8, 2015 at 5:45 pm
    
    I understand. It is a haunting situation.
    
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silentlyheardonce September 9, 2015 at 10:46 am

You worked her thoughts out in her head very well.

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 9, 2015 at 10:47 am
  
  Thank You Kim. 🙂
  
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afairymind September 9, 2015 at 1:37 pm

A very well written and topical story. It’s too easy for people to bury their heads in the sand and dismiss the refugees as being not their problem. Your character embodies that perfectly. Well done.

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 9, 2015 at 2:50 pm
  
  Thank You. It was a way of me expressing my frustration and distress.
  
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Tastyniblets September 10, 2015 at 5:51 am

nicely done – you’ve captured such a powerful subject and sentiment in such a tiny tale 🙂

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 10, 2015 at 7:22 am
  
  Thank You.
  
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LDG luciledegodoy September 10, 2015 at 12:40 pm

It’s a brilliant story, Deborah. It perfectly depicts reality. It is raw and poignant. It is true.

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 10, 2015 at 12:44 pm
  
  Thanks very much Lucile.
  
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  1. LDG luciledegodoy September 11, 2015 at 3:03 am
    
    My pleasure.
    
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Ameena k.g September 13, 2015 at 2:07 pm

An accurate depiction of the world we live in. In an effort to ignore what’s happening,we pretend it doesn’t even exist.

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1. Deborah Drucker Post authorSeptember 13, 2015 at 2:31 pm
  
  Yes I think we all want to hide at times. But with the refugee crisis the time has come to stop hiding.
  
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