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Wednesday, March 22, 2017

FF: That Big House

PC:  © J Hardy Carroll
My town in Gratville consisted of five, not so very wealthy families. We lived on daily wages basis. 

Then one day, a rich man came and built this massive structure with beautiful blooming flowers, pretty garden with water fountains, a swimming pool with an artificial waterfall.
Every kid in the town including me would stand at this gate and look at it in awe, and we wished to jump in the pool on hot summer days.


Now, when I stand here as the top men in the Forbes magazines, I still feel like that kid who longed to go in this house.

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

18 comments:

  1. Childhood memories mark up deeper than any others.

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    1. I agree
      Some sweet some bitter.
      memories nonetheless
      Thanks for dropping by Jane :-)

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  2. Sad tale of unfulfilled life.

    Is there a typo in the last sentence?

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    1. Typo? I am not sure.
      Thanks for dropping by Ce Ayr :-)

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  3. Money isn't everything then. Nice work.

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    1. Not always money is everything.
      Sometimes some longing desires are never fulfilled by money
      Thanks for dropping by Iain :-)

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  4. Now that our protagonist is in a management position at Forbes, I suppose he or she could just have a pool built just like it.

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    1. Even if she builds a house like that now.
      The childhood longing would still remain. Human mind you see :-)
      Thanks for dropping by James :-)

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  5. Strange and sad, to have gained success and still feel like it's not enough.

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    1. A desire from childhood always gives that feel of not enough
      Thanks for dropping by Magaly:-)

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  6. Sometimes you can go farther than your childhood's wildest dreams, but your childhood insecurities still accompany you on the trip.

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    1. I totally agree with you Rommy
      Thanks for the comment :-)

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  7. There is a house like that on the lake where my grandparents used to live. The walls are eight foot concrete topped with beautiful brick cornices. You can only see the house from the lakeside and it is enormous! I have always wanted to sneak in.

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    1. we had a house like that in my grandparents village too. Then the water fountain always excited me.
      Even now that old house still fascinates me
      Thanks for dropping by JE Lillie :-)

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  8. From one side of the fence to the other. A delightfully whymsical piece.

    Click to read my story

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