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The light passed through the windowpanes with a weightless and airy grace. Dust danced through the little paths light like glitter. There was no longer any curtains to block it out, to save those savored moments of Sunday morning sleeping in. Now was there a body hidden beneath the covers, nor bed or covers at all. The clothes that had once hung it that closet, now gone. And those pictures of family, long disappeared, after all, with no life why have pictures of just that very thing, and if there is no proof of it, then did anyone live there at all?
Okay...well this is an interesting moment to start off on. Certainly a rather sad moment it appears for this person in question and it seems like we've got them sort of trying to make their way past this grief. Its sort of at that stage where it appears this person has in fact managed to actually process their way through most of the loss that they seemed to have suffered and is not just trying to figure out the best way to move forward through their life. It definitely catches your attention quite quickly as a reader. Let's see where this goes.
Yes, for the house, so empty, once upon a time had been full… of laughter, love, and sometimes yells. And once upon a time that house stood bare with, but only one or two set inside its walls. But, with now proof of it was there anyone there at all? No, it seems… it’s so empty, so dead, so long forgotten, lost. Who would want to live there? Anyone, anyone at all? Yes, not just when those desperate times, call for such desperate measures, but when that light comes in and fills the place, and with just pure imagination that house has become a home. And not just one’s home alone, no. That house was a home before, a home to one, two, three, four. That home was left a house, but before, before that house was a home. And a home, a home alone.
Alright, well that ties in beautifully to the title actually. I really love those last couple of lines. It really ties in rather powerfully to the kind of story that's being told here. I think you've done a beautiful job of that. I was not expecting something like this to be the reason home alone was the title, but it really now makes for a powerful ending in how that distinction is made with house and home. I think you've done a wonderful job with this little piece here. It really does quite a number of emotions there for something this small and simple.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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