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Friday Fictioneers: Abandoned

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The place had been abandoned for many years. It had been his childhood home. His father had been the founder of a car company. After he died, he had left his son one of his newest models.

He didn’t want it. His mother had just bought him a new cars, ordinary as it was, and he escaped in it.

His father was addicted to wine. He’d hit his son. He couldn’t get away soon enough.

The car had been left to rot, an undriven Rolls Royce. It was now a classic car, and it would be sold to the highest bidder.

Friday Fictioneers, 31 July 2015.



Author: littlewonder2

I'm 25, and I blog to improve my writing; I want to be good enough to be published. I also studied Japanese when I was younger. Luckily, I'll be able to continue those studies along with Creative Writing next year in University.

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