Tear Drop

I was slouching at a broken park bench in front of a small, dirty city lake with one tear about to fall out of my eye.This tear was the only pure, valuable, clean thing left I could say I owned, that I could hold. It captured all my pain and all I had ever given to the world. I had a dirty, reddish-blackish back pack filled with essentials. My shoes were so worn as if they'd been going somewhere all these months, but, metaphorically, the person in them hadn't. I felt a nasty storm circling inside and all around me. I let the tear drop into my hand. A flash of lighting struck my whole body, and right before me was a light, a green mist, and then a glittery woman appeared.

"Hi, I'm Isabella, your fairy Godmother. I was sent to protect you and give you spiritual wings. I want to see you prosper, I want to whisper in your ear good things that keep you motivated and positive all day. You can do great things. I believe in your every step."She said in a clangy, yet, musical tone. My body tickled with surprise and hopeful fascination.

"Oh, really?" I said, and looked into her deep, twinkling purple eyes.