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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The Family Home (05/29/08)

TITLE: My Family At Home
By Alice Zvacek
06/05/08


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I sit just above the front lawn watching joyfully as my family plays there. My red door mouth is gleaming, and my window eyes sparkle. Johnny, Jill and Joannie - all under 6 and their parents are my first family. My staircase echoes with the patter of their feet running. My lawn is frequently watered by them playing in the sprinkler.

5 Years Later –

Jason has been welcomed into my family. They still love to play in the front yard, but now play games like volleyball instead of ring-a-round-the-rosy and ride bicycles in the street instead of tricycles in the yard. My front door is still red but now lacks gleam from the many ins and outs it gets as my family runs off to baseball, soccer and dance lessons.

10 Years Later –

One of my window eyes is cracked from Jason’s enthusiastic baseball hit. My staircase is bruised from years of baseball bats, cleats, and tap shoes. My garage door is dinged from new drivers. Loud music in the red-room has replaced games on the front lawn. A pool glistens in the backyard, and I watch over it as all of the neighborhood kids spend their hot summer days there. The laughter quiets in the winter with two in college, and Dad travelling so much with work.

10 Years Later –

I am polished! My window eyes gleam, and my red door mouth glistens! Today is the day! Laughter and hugs fill the house. The park across the street with me watching over the ceremony is the place for Joannie’s wedding. It has not always been happy. Just a year ago only sadness was here. Jason had been killed in a car accident. Food was brought in by friends. Visitors came after the funeral, but the hugs were sad hugs unlike today’s hugs. A whole was left in my home heart.

10 years later –

Laughter has diminished around the house. Grandchildren come occasionally and bring life back to me. Everyone is too busy to come very often. The Dining Room echoes with laughter from the few family dinners. Mom and Dad can bang around the house too easily now. It’s too quiet.

10 years later –

Everyone has gone! Dad had a stroke, so the kids put Mom and Dad into a Nursing Home. Don’t they know that this is a home where lots of nursing has happened? I am so lonely! My red smile has faded and my eyes droop from sadness! Wait a minute what do I hear?
“This house would be perfect for our little family. The front side and the door just need some paint. The windows will be ok with just washing them, and look a yard where the kids can play.”
Good maybe a new family for this Family Home!


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Sara Harricharan 06/05/08
What a creative take! I love that this is from the house's POV! It's simply charming, a tad choppy in some places, I think a word was missing near the end, should've been 'then' instead of 'the', but the whole story was simply wonderful! I liked the ending with new beginnings coming on. ^_^
Amy Michelle Wiley 07/31/08
Sweet story! I love thinking of the memories the inanimate things around us would have, if they could.

Thanks for your comment on my fiction story, "Enough." Though I do have a chronic illness, thankfully it isn't ALS. Sorry to hear about your mom.