Coming home!

Picture Credits: David Stewart

The rusty gates squeaked as I opened them and it reminded me of my days here as a kid. Those were the happiest days of my life. Life was simple and we were living happily when the war changed it all. I shudder to think about that cold night when we ran for our lives leaving behind all that we owned. Life went on and things became normal again but all my life I missed this place which I never thought I would visit again. But now when I stand at the gates, I feel welcome. I feel at home.
Word count: 100
This drabble(100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers.

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