Friday Fictioneers: No Place Is Like Home #flashfiction #amwriting


Thank you to Rochelle for hosting. 

Friday Frictioneer’s is a Flash Fiction photo prompt, completed in 100 words. 

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Image Credit: Amy Reese

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Addison felt she never had a place to call home. Her Mom abandoned her family. Her Dad an oil worker, sent his three children enough money to pay rent, some food, some water, and some electricity each month; he never visited. 

She paid bills online in the school library; her family had a tight budget. Providing clothes or school supplies for herself and her siblings was difficult. Addison lied about her age and waitressed at a fancy restaurant. When she was nineteen, the state took away Addison’s siblings. 

She began dating a wealthy businessman. Addison had money to pay tuition, money to party on weekends, money to shop, and her own BMW; she even lived in a modern loft. 

She wasn’t content, “No place has been home but one,” she told me. 

We drove to a storage facility and walked to her unit. Opening the door she showed me a well designed and comfortable suite hidden in the unit. 

“I stay her a lot,” she said sniffling and sat on the bed, crying. I tried to comfort Addison. 

It’s only, some people never receive out of life, what they truly need. 

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A bit long, sorry. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

28 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: No Place Is Like Home #flashfiction #amwriting

  1. clcouch123 September 28, 2016 / 9:30 pm

    This is a creative and heartfelt expression of the photo prompt. You take perpendicular angles and neon lights and make a narrative that’s human. A laudable accomplishment, Amanda.

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    • mandibelle16 September 28, 2016 / 10:25 pm

      Thanks Christopher. Happy you liked the piece. My first try at Friday Fictioneers as there was no FF for the Aspiring Writer.

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  2. Joy Pixley September 29, 2016 / 1:29 am

    Addison has had a hard life, I can really feel that, and see why she wants this private suite to call her own.

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    • mandibelle16 September 29, 2016 / 2:50 am

      Thank you Joy. Yes she has. It’s probably cold and I’m no sure how she made it work for her with electricity, plumbing etc. But you’re right, it’s hers, something she worked for.

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    • mandibelle16 September 30, 2016 / 3:27 am

      I would think so. Especially when you don’t have good role models in your life. Thanks for commenting 🙂

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  3. Lynn Love September 30, 2016 / 8:30 am

    Just shows – home is more important that ‘stuff’! Nice write Mandi

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  4. yarnspinnerr September 30, 2016 / 3:35 pm

    Home is probably a genetic memory – we all need it. Loved your take on this.

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  5. rochellewisoff October 3, 2016 / 10:41 am

    Dear Mandibelle,

    This link works ;). Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. The last line is so true. You can have everything that life has to offer and still have nothing. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • mandibelle16 October 3, 2016 / 5:44 pm

      Hi Rochelle. I’m happy the new linked worked. Glad as well you liked the story and the message was clear. Thanks again.

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  6. Mike October 4, 2016 / 8:58 am

    Home is a nebulous, there are so many facits to feeling at home. Nice writing

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  7. patriciaruthsusan October 5, 2016 / 10:20 am

    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. She’s had a hard time of it. I hope things improve for her. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne

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    • mandibelle16 October 5, 2016 / 4:39 pm

      Thank you Suzanne. I’m usually in Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writers but I’m not sure if PJ who hosts it, is on vacation or something else. I hope she’s okay. For now, I’ll this prompt, The 100 words is always a challenge 🙂 Enjoy the rest of your week!

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