Below is a micro-fiction piece I wrote using a tweet from my Twitter.

He was a doctor and I was a stripper; I never understood why he was so into me. I was at the club 7 days a week trying to make a living and he was at the hospital saving lives. Boy could I feel any more intimidated. No one would have ever guessed that I would become a stripper. My parents were very wealthy and I had everything I could have ever wanted. I guess that’s why I didn’t bother applying to college after graduating high school. One day I was in the super market and I came across the strangest thing, a Twinkie holder. I thought to myself, a Twinkie holder? I could have invented so many things by now. I spent many days trying to come up with new inventions and hoping that I would somehow become rich. But that was an epic fail on my part. My parents were getting annoyed that I was 24 years old and still living at home. I figured I needed to go out and find myself a job. That’s when I came across the club. I am a pretty attractive girl, which is why I’m guessing they hired me on the spot. I have been working there for about six months now. I would say I am very good at what I do, maybe because I was on a dance team for 7 years when I was younger. Dan, the doctor I am seeing doesn’t judge me by my job but by my personality and who I am. And believe it or not, he has inspired me to do something more with my life rather than sell my body on stage. Yesterday was my last night at the club and this morning was the start of my new life. Dan has helped me get into the nursing program at the hospital. I think I am falling in love.




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