the garden shed - a 100 word novel
Simon sat in his garden shed and told himself the story of every item there. How he learned to hang onions and the weather when he picked these. The smell of the rusty hedge clippers whose cracked wooden handle used to nip his hands. His discussions with friends before settling on which string to buy. And although most of the objects were useless now their weight of meaning felt like the only thing keeping him down. That if he got rid of them he would finally drift slowly off the ground leaving his whole life behind as he rose higher.
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