I once was a legend, a celebrity, in my own way.
Everyone wanted their photo taken with me.
Well, why wouldn’t they I was young and cute and smiley?
Exactly what the world would want to see.
Then complacency took over.
I was the norm, plain and boring just like all the others around town.
No-one took a picture with me. No-one even stopped to stare.
I just wanted to feel connected to the world once again.
So, I hatched a plan. It took a little help, but it was what I wanted.
I decided I would become as famous as Venus de Milo.
The only difference is she doesn’t have arms. Easy enough to fix right?
I might have misjudged the situation. Now people just think I’m broken!
Where is a stonemason when you need one?
Originally written in response to FFfAW