Abandoned House

November 9, 2017
Darkness veils the doorway as I walk on the balls of my feet towards the narrow hall. Dust floats up into my face and I wave it away. This house, the one I grew up in, the one where I lost my first tooth and my first friend, now sits, decaying as the decades go on, time leaving it behind.





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