Individual items picked. Studied. It’s future to be decided.
Choose left to keep? Right to toss? Centre to sell?
Out-of-date, broken remnants unearthed.
Remembrances resurfaced and retained.
Boxed. Labelled. Stacked. Carried.
An uncluttered cavity created.
It echoes loud silence.
Front door locked.
Family relocated.
Only the unshifting shell remains.
(50 words)
There’s this guy who wrote messages underneath kitchen drawers as his secret farewell memento in houses he’d once occupied. Others have scratched names on trees, initialled wet cement, and children’s growth marks have been left inconspicuously on door frames.
What secret mark have you ever left in a previously lived-in dwelling?
from the Flash Fiction collection HOME SWEET NOT
#MovingMoments #HomeSweetNot #R&Rramblings #RuralRomanticRamblings
Rural Romantic Ramblings 
When I read about the person who wrote messages under kitchen drawers, I instantly regretted not having thought of such a clever good-bye. I have almost finished writing a book about moving dozens of times; all those lost opportunities! But I suppose I can be philosophical and say that it meant I was truly ready to move on, even if I thought I wasn’t. Hmm…
LikeLiked by 3 people
What a great piece, we have all done it but yet none of yet have really done it.Thank you
LikeLiked by 2 people
I once left a ketchup stain on the living room carpet. Does that count?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Enjoyed reading this excellent piece.
LikeLiked by 2 people
I can’t believe through all the years of rented and bought accommodation across two continents I’ve never left a secret mark. The wasteland that is my life has been truly revealed
*makes note to contact estate agent in the morning*
🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
The stories and secrets that houses could tell… endless possibilities. Thanks for the comment, and congratulations on nearly finishing your book. 🙂
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you, David. I’m sure most of us have left some mark, somewhere – where the real estate agents/ landlords can’t find, and what we won’t own up to.
LikeLike
That’s pretty tame. 😛 Unless it was a stain on white carpet – then you could’ve made out it was a post-murder site?
Thanks for commenting.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow. Thank you, kind sir.
(*Me – doing embarrassing happy-dance far away from any witnesses.*)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Smiling
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dude, seriously? Nil marks, nowhere? Wow! You’re a rare breed, my friend. Should’ve been called Mark. Mark-less, Mark-free… move along, there’s no-Mark’s here! 😛
LikeLiked by 2 people
Good question, I remember stick random items in a hole in the floor once. But that was when I was a kid. 🙂
When we remodeled our house we found old newspapers in the walls, that was fun.
If we ever move from our current house the next person will find hundreds of dead bees in the wall. Some bees made a nest in the wall and I plugged the hole.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Great comment. Newspapers would be a common find in old houses & uncovered treasures beneath floor boards has my mind rambling off on its own tangent. But bees? That’s new. ☺Thank you so much for sharing.
LikeLike
I know it’s not exactly the answer you asked for, but one of my neighbor’s kids wrote something in marker on the underside of a table in my house. He was very young, though, so I didn’t get too upset about it. What can you do? In any case, nobody else will ever notice unless, for some unaccountable reason, they decide to get down on their hands and knees and start examining my furniture from the underside. 🙂
LikeLiked by 2 people
I remembered doing that at the end of school year where we’d flip desks to pack up the classes & sign our names ( and try not to get busted by teaches). Thank you for jogging my memory & for your comment. Much appreciated of the visit too ☺
LikeLiked by 1 person
I vaguely remember some kids doing something similar on our last day at elementary school. I don’t think I did, though. I was probably too busy dancing and cheering. 🙂
LikeLike