Friday Fictioneers – Home

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!



“Hello, Dad.”

Who’s speaking? Who’s this man so tall and strong, crowding my room? I don’t like him. 

“Dad, it’s Colin.”

I stare at him.

“My son was called Colin. Do you know him?” Somehow the words come out jumbled.

Why am I here? Am I in prison? I want to be home. I want to be home in my cabin, nothing but trees for miles.

I knew the forest. I knew the trees, from sapling to maturity. In summer the dry ground was springy; in winter, the mud clamped my boots.


Who’s speaking? I don’t like him.

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26 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Home

  1. Penny,
    You convey so sensitively the memory loss, confusion and disorientation that dementia forces on its victims, heartbreakingly, both for the sufferer and those who love them. He wants this safe place, this home, because it’s still known.

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    • Dear Rochelle
      Thank you for commenting so kindly. To realise your memories and personality are going must be bad. To see it happening to someone you love must be ghastly. As you say, poor Colin.

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  2. This is painful to read, which shows how well written it is. It’s bad enough to suffer from dementia and feel life as we knew it drift away, but to be torn out of the known environment is horrible. Unavoidable in many cases, but still brutal. You’re on a roll this week, Penny.

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  3. What a heart wrenching story. I’m happy that at least he still has memories of the cabin. I feel for both him and his son. It’s truly hard to see your parent who has taken care of you all those years fade slowly like that.

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  4. I feel sadness for Colin. It is difficult when an elderly loved one forgets. Remembering the cabin could possibly help the dad ground himself in reality and it’s possible he will have moments of remembering his son. Beautifully written, Penny!

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