Isolated

gateway-jhardy

I once had a family. Once. Those years were full of love and joy. I have been sad and empty since they left.

The beings with me now are different. Cold, despondent, detached. They use me but they couldn’t care less about me. I’m just a shell.

When others come around, I try to make a good impression. It’s hard, though. I’m getting old and I’ve fallen into disrepair. The cold ones don’t take care of me. They also don’t like to share, scaring away anyone who shows an interest in me.

They’ve ran off four realtors this week alone.

 

Photo credit: J Hardy Carroll

This is written for the weekly flash fiction challenge, Friday Fictioneers. Check out the other authors’ contributions here. Many thanks to our lovely host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

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20 thoughts on “Isolated

  1. If a novel is a marathon and a short story a sprint, then writing a piece of flash fiction like this is one of those incredible athletic feats of explosive power. You’ve done a really good job here! I followed, can’t wait to read some more of your fiction!

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