Nothing had changed during the months I was gone.
Everyone still had the same jobs and lived on the same streets.
But I was different.
I no longer saw the little house in the little town as my entire world.
I had seen so much more.
Seen all that the world had to offer.
And the little town where everything had gone unchanged was no longer my home.
So I left.
Left in search for better things.
I left the little house in the little town in search of a place to call home.
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Categories: flash fiction