Denise of Girlie on the Edge's Blog is the host of the blog hop Six Sentence Stories. I am linking up to Six Sentence Stories - Absent. More details on how to add your story written in six sentences can be found here.
When did the house turn from clamor to sounds of silence, she wondered.
The unexpected booms and crashes along with bursts of giggles and accompanying screams had ruled the roost for what had seemed to have been an inexplicable amount of time, although in reality was quite short. The noises were more likely to have been incited by the humanity within, whereas now the mechanical sounds, which had always been there, had risen to the top of the auditory domain.
When the humming, or droning completely stopped, it was likely to cause the humans to start investigating to see what was wrong, quite similar in nature to how they had reacted to the sudden quieting of the raucousness caused by their youngsters.
Absent are their little children. Present are the memories and pictures in her mind.
They grow up and leave a silence behind. It's bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteLearning to appreciate the seasons of one's life is an education in itself and is of value in its own way.
DeleteThe grandchildren are arriving soon ☺
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DeleteI really like your Six, Pat I've re-read it several times and I can't help but get a sense of "other worldly". Multi-textural, very well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Denise.
DeleteYes, indeed, those sounds do change. Beautifully depicted in this wonderful six!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lisa.
DeleteThe sounds of silence. Well done, I could hear it all.
ReplyDeleteWere you humming a little as you read my Six?
DeleteSorry to be so late in commenting. my computer, rest its soul, went home to be with the Lord and I was doing everything from the iPhone which would not allow me to comment on your blog and a couple of others. great post, great six.
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