Random Short Stories

Change

I walked around the empty house. It seemed different now. When I was there earlier, it was full of people bustling from one place to another. They were all so happy and excited to see one another. I remembered my family being like that. We used to get together every weekend, just so we wouldn't forget one another. I wondered if they still did that.

I hadn't seen them in years. Every now and then, I would consider going back, but deep down, I knew I couldn't. Things were different and they would never stop changing.