AN: this is for littlefiction as a small show of appreciation for kindnesses given to myself and many other members here. Also to her and her staff at the plot adoption center on her profile page for making their little corner of fanfiction dot net into a real and supportive community. Drop by sometime for new ideas or to add your own :D
Theme: Short (interpret however you see fit; short amount of time, short temper, short height, anything).
In keeping with the theme it's a "short" drabble-ish thingy, not really a story.
SHORT:
I am often called short; short tempered, short in height, short on brains. Well maybe I don't have the same stature as say… that giant-assed Armstrong fellow, but I refuse to accept that I am less than anyone else when it counts. People love to remind me that I am small just to piss me off, and it does, but not for the reason they think. It's not that I think I don't measure up to others that gets me so steamed. It is just the reminder of how small I really am; how small we all are and how helpless to change the things that really matter. Like losing people we care about and trying to fix our mistakes; that some mistakes are unfixable. It just reminds me that life itself is way too short to do everything I need to make things right.