Empty Places

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The market store had sat empty so long the town’s children couldn’t remember it any other way. The store rotted, windows hammered up with boards, paint flecking away, the sign fading letter by letter. There was always talk of someone buying it, opening it up again, bulldozing it, selling the land for housing, but nothing ever came of it.

There was talk of the curse too, but nobody believed that. At least, not during the day.

But in the dark of night, when shadows stretched and the wind blew cold, nobody lingered long by the ruined store.


Word Count: 97

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  1. Curses! Empty buildings are always sad to me. They stand as a reminder of failures. That’s the real curse they represent. Meanwhile, new buildings are always being built, and people live on the streets with nowhere to go.

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  2. Long disuse generated rumours. Someone should buy up the place, put lots of light, all doubts and rumours will vanish. But, who will buy, that remains the question.

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