I’ve built a house of cardboard.
Three bedrooms, two baths, attached garage. It’s beautiful. I’m terribly proud.
Some say a cardboard home is an ill conceived undertaking, that the materials are too flimsy and the house won’t stand. I’ve joyously proved them wrong.
The secret to it’s construction is thus: Two layers of cardboard, one atop the other. The seams sealed tight, with duct tape.
I’ve also sealed the ducts this way.
My furniture arrives in the morning, to my new home, proudly built by my own two hands.
I’ll be happy here, as long as there are no wolves.
Friday, March 26, 2010
My New Home
Labels: 100 words, Drabble, Fairy Tale, Short story
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