Flash Fiction: Dream House

I watch the workers doing their job.

My dream house is finally going to turn into a reality. It will be just as I have envisioned it, just as I have designed it. All my years of working hard will finally bear fruit.

I see my little daughter looking at the property, still clueless about what exactly is going on here, yet smiling in glee. That smile will only widen when she sees what her father has in store for her.

My family will no longer live in rented places. We will know what it meansΒ to live in a place we can truly call our home.


Word Count: 107

Prompts:

FFfAW Challenge – 191st

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 10/18

 

Psst..if you enjoy flash fiction, why not give my challenge The Wacky Weekend Challenge, a try?

It’ll be fun! πŸ˜€

Happy reading! πŸ™‚

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15 comments

  1. While I love the the sentiment of the last line, I do find myself disagreeing with it just a little. One can also make their own home in a place they rent, as long as they are surrounded by loved ones and happiness πŸ™‚

    Such a touching story!

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