Ficlets

“This is it!” Thora exclaimed. As she looked up at the tall purple painted, building.

I can feel a certain energy here that I have never felt before. She thought to herself.

“This building looks cool, it has an avant garde feel to it” Said her friend Chris.

As Thora looked at the building she imagined what life was like here. She had mental visions of living inside the dark purple house. She tried to imagine what the inside looked like. In her mind she saw hard wood floors and white walls with wood trim.

She saw a living room with an old fashioned fireplace. She imagined the room to be large and open with a lot of mid day sun playing off the walls.

She looked down to the first story level. As her mental pictures subsided she felt drawn to this place. Something intrigued her about this place.. She needed to find out what it was. She pulled out her note pad from pocket. And wrote down the address. She needed to move there somehow. She wanted to live in that house. She wanted those windows.