A Stairway

PHOTO PROMPT © Amy Reese
PHOTO PROMPT © Amy Reese

The battered stairway had seen plenty in its lifetime. It remembered the debut of its life and the young couple who had first stepped onto it. They had been exhuberant, full of hope. The years had slowly eroded her joyfulness and brought with it disillusionment. The children had skipped up and down the cement stairs, turning into adults with their own young trailing behind them. The first family had long ago left this place. Now foot traffic hardly passed down these stairs. Architects had come by, planning a new building. Its life was over and it passed with no regrets.

friday-fictioneers-badge© Colline Kook-Chun, 2016

(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)

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8 thoughts on “A Stairway

  1. Dear Colline,

    I once wrote a story called “If These Walls Could Talk.” The narrator was a Kansas City Theater built in 1928. Your stairs put me in mind of that. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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