Hey Fans, Friends, and Fellows,
I’m going back to the house I grew up in this weekend. I don’t think of it as home or even think of it fondly, to be honest. I’m going there to celebrate my sister’s and my niece’s birthday. I’ll be happy about the occasion, but I’ll be glad to leave again.
Writing Prompt: Write about a place that doesn’t feel like home any more. Why did that feeling fade?