Challenge (Day 18)

Writing Challenge Day 18:  The neighbourhood has seen better days, but Mrs. Pauley has lived there since before anyone can remember. She raised a family of six boys, who’ve all grown up and moved away. Since Mr. Pauley died three months ago, she’d had no income. She’s fallen behind in the rent. The landlord, accompanied by the police, have come to evict Mrs. Pauley from the house she’s lived in for forty years.

Today’s prompt: write this story in first person, told by the twelve-year-old sitting on the stoop across the street.

 

Fiction.


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It’s 5pm; the clouds are darkening the sky. I head to the porch, that’s where I watch the rain fall, the view the smell, everything looks surreal from here.

 

I stoop myself by the stairs. Across the road I see Mrs. Pauley take in the laundry. Mrs. Pauley has been there since I can remember, her husband died a few months ago and she’s looked miserable ever since, up until recently her mood seemed to pick up. Today she looked much happier since the past months.

 

She seems so alone.

 

The landlord appears; a tall lanky man, always looking for money having the most hideous mustache. A huge contrast to his father, the former landlord, a generous man at heart. Without a hideous mustache.

 

The landlord has been at the lady’s door almost every day for the past few months, up her neck for the rent. It usually ended with him giving an eviction notice and Mrs. Pauley smiling, some words exchanges and then he’d go away. This time he hadn’t come alone and there were no smiles, I watched Mrs. Pauley smile drop to a frown as she opened the door to see the landlord accompanied by two policemen. This time the landlord wasn’t going away, it was her.

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Street no.18 won’t be the same without Mrs. Pauley and she certainly won’t be Mrs. Pauley without it. I’ve never felt so helpless.

 

The rain sequenced drops on her daffodils. All what remains of her 40 years was left abandoned. A piece of her was left behind in the rain today.

 

 

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