Not so long ago, I was famous and I was the star who dazzled everywhere and everyone. People loved and worshiped me and put me on a pedestal so high that I could hardly look down at the real world. But then, wrinkles and age caught up with life and I was the forgotten actress. A crowd of plastic newbies replaced me and I was pushed to the background, without another choice. Today, I lay buried here all alone, with the whole world forgetting the fact that I was a normal human being after all and once lived among them.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 27th June.