I haven't done Fandango's Flashback Friday for awhile- so it's time to jump back into the pool and swim-
This story is called " Avana Street " and it was inspired by:
RDP Thursday: THE BEDROOM WINDOW
My name is Helli Barcus and and I live all alone in a little house on a steep and rock strewn hill on Avana Street.
The houses on my street don't have numbers by their doors and there isn't even a sign to tell you that you are on Avana. It's doesn't matter. Nobody comes out here and as for my neighbors, we don't talk to each other.
To coin a phrase, we're dead to each other.
I have a Chestnut Tree just outside my bedroom window and when the wind blows the tree creaks and groans and scratches at my window. Sometimes I think that it wants in and sometimes I stand at the window and scratch back because sometimes,
I want out.
The houses on my street don't have numbers by their doors and there isn't even a sign to tell you that you are on Avana. It's doesn't matter. Nobody comes out here and as for my neighbors, we don't talk to each other.
To coin a phrase, we're dead to each other.
And we are pretty much dead to the rest of the world too.
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