Past Home #Writer's Prompt
My childhood home came into view. I was half tempted to turn and run away, fast.
I stood perfectly still looking at the walls that fashioned my past and, ultimately, who I was. Both good and bad memories rushed forward, leaving me breathless.
The structure beckoned and I moved forward.
I circled around the tree, the swing long gone. The echoes of my cousins’ ghosts cried out, “Tag, you’re it!” And was that a scent of apple pie I smelled? It couldn’t be.
Up the front steps I go. The screen door hung crooked on its hinges. Without bothering to knock, I pushed opened the unlocked wooden door and stepped in.
“Hello, dear. I’ve been expecting you.”
In that instant, the past I tried to run away from met me in the present, and stole my future.
Author K. Meador is a mom to two grown sons who are currently pursuing their adult lives outside the home. For the past several years, she has traveled with her job and has now settled down in Oklahoma City area.
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