Friday Fictioneers: Home, Sweet Home

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by said photo prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

Home, Sweet Home

“Home, sweet home,” Carl thought, as he curled up in the corner.

Home it was, at least for tonight. It would be a miracle if he could stay through the winter.

Carl didn’t think he was tressrassing, whatever that was. Even if he was, who was he hurting? Nobody was going to come home to find him sleeping in their corner.

His luck only lasted two weeks this time.

“Can’t you read? It says, ‘No Trespassing.'”

“I can read, and it doesn’t say…”

“Just get, ya degenerate.”

On the streets, winter was harsh. His luck didn’t last another two weeks.

24 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Home, Sweet Home

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    1. I think it’s an insurance issue. The owner of the building would be liable for harm that came to Carl while on his property. There’s also an issue with squatter’s rights if he’s there too long.

      I with you, though. I think all abandoned buildings should be converted to homeless shelters and rehabilitation centers.

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    1. I didn’t see it at first. I noticed the double double S first, which made me look more closely.

      Yeah, we love to talk about how precious life is while we poison ourselves, poison our planet and throw people away. As precious as life is it’s not nearly as precious as money.

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