Gemotions

It was addressed to "The Occupant". The impersonal salutation was like a punch to the gut. The letter was from the city, informing him they were taking his family home. The letter was a reminder, a sharp, sudden pain that reawakened everything. The letter was something he did not want.

He went to the house, the empty structure of his past, the ghost of his memories, the place he had not visited in over a decade. He walked through the rooms, touching the walls, feeling the dust on the floorboards.

The silence was deafening, the echoes of laughter and arguments filling the void. He felt a sudden chill, as if an icy hand had touched his soul. He wanted to run, to flee, but he was rooted to the spot, trapped in the ruins of his former life.