Bit late. Wrote this yesterday but forgot to post!
“You’ve got to join in the game!” Rebecca privately doubted the veracity of the statement made by the ferociously cheerful activity leader.
“It’s FUN! You want to have FUN! Come on, don’t be shy!”
Rebecca wondered whether “shy” was the most appropriate adjective for the disdain coruscating through her soul. She reflected. “Bashful”? “Reticent”? These did not fit her mood.
“Look at everybody else’s happy, smiling faces! Don’t you want to turn that frown upside down?”
Rebecca looked. She saw teeth and malicious inanity. She longed for a book.
“Cheer up, Becky! ”
Becky. The indignity was inescapable.
She rose, seething.
Tom Juniper Poetry 