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Houses

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The first house is less a house and more a cage, because she’s only inside if she’s sick or too cold out and they force her to stay there.
An old chimney stands in the background, all that is left of an old building that burned down, much like she feels she’s burning at times. Now that’s she’s older the house seems even smaller and more cage like than it was.

The second house was also tiny, but had a hidden hole behind a hanging plate on the wall, where lizards sometimes crawled in. It was one of the few houses still standing after the tornado, when all the places bigger than it had been flattened or shattered.

The third and current house has a staircase, and at the bottom of the staircase is a large glass door that she tumbles into one day. After that there are rules about how she can’t walk down the stairs anymore without holding onto the railing and she wonders if this is what losing the last bit of her dreams of ballet feels like.

The fourth house is at the same time as the third, and she stares at the cobwebs surround the crawl space door and dreams of treasures up there. The door is always closed, however.

There were other houses as well, like the white one on the outskirts of town with a loose shingle of the roof that serves as a basketball hoop. That one is where she spends most of her time awake as a child, playing on the hill and wanting to climb the apple trees.

There’s a large beach front house as well, where she sees her favorite cousin for the only time all year. There are the other houses down there, too, like the one with a door connecting the guest bedroom and her cousin’s bedroom and the larger house that her cousin’s family moves to later, where she wakes up to two tiny cousins staring at her face. There’s her grandmother’s new house as well, which she stays in alone and wants to flee to her cousins.

Nearer to home there was her grandparent’s houses, where ferrets darted out from beneath the sofa to bite her toes and the next one where the house is too small for everyone to fit in, but they somehow manage to at Christmas and Thanksgiving. And her father’s apartments, where her sister climbed up a bookcase one time and burns her hand at the neighbor’s, and the one where they slept under draped sheets that hang from the ceiling.

But eventually she has to leave them all behind.
So I wrote this during my brief time in my Creative Writing Class. :lol:

We had to write about houses and put brief stories in them. So have glimpses at my childhood/life.
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KiriHearts's avatar
First paragraph: "Not that's she's older" ?

Second to last: "burn's her hand" ?

I was about to critique this as a poem :LOL: It's NaPo time of year.

This is a super interesting challenge and I liked how you handled each individual house, and I especially liked how you tied them together at the end. It switches from present to past to present tense a few times, and that's a little confusing. I wasn't sure if they were memories or narrating her as she remembered... if that makes sense. Haha.