Thursday, 21 February 2013

The Fence


Painted white, and in perfect repair, the fence was what drew me in. The building, like all those in the area was dilapidated. Cladding gaping, glass panes missing, broken downpipes, sagging roofline, the surrounds a jungle. The fence was by no means new. Plants and weeds had tangled around the palings, but the paint couldn't have been more than a season old. No fading or flaking. The gate, locked with a simple padlock, showed no sign of wear, and the shiny hinges were free of rust. Too low to bar entry, I leaned my bicycle against it and climbed over.
Copyright-Janet Webb
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Written for Friday Fictioneers,


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16 comments:

  1. Anonymous21 February 2013 at 11:57

    Great story.

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  2. Anonymous21 February 2013 at 12:18

    a trespasser. this story definitely piqued my curiosity.

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  3. janet21 February 2013 at 13:06

    Ordinarily I would think this was a boy exploring but with this group, who knows what awaits inside? :-) I like your description of the fence.

    janet

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  4. Anonymous21 February 2013 at 15:18

    I liked the description, the tone, the mystery. Great job!

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  5. Sandra Crook21 February 2013 at 21:29

    Perfect hook... now what, I wonder. Well done.

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  6. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields21 February 2013 at 23:00

    Well written descriptions. And the ending left me really wanting to know more. Nice to see you here, Roger. Been a while.
    Shalom,
    Rochelle

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  7. Bookie22 February 2013 at 01:54

    You did so well with the fence...I saw it but the Barn loomed out to me more. Nice piece, just expectation in the climb over the fence.

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  8. Dobson22 February 2013 at 05:51

    What will the tresspasser find on the other side of the pickets? Will there be a suprise waiting inside the ramshackle structure?

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  9. Anonymous22 February 2013 at 13:01

    good story, hope nobody steals your bike :)

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  10. Ann Isik (Poetic Mapping)22 February 2013 at 23:00

    Now, I want to know why he climbed over the fence. The possibilities are endless.

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  11. Barb23 February 2013 at 03:02

    I would totally climb that fence!

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  12. brudberg23 February 2013 at 09:18

    Great beginning, but I want more :-)

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  13. Anonymous24 February 2013 at 03:14

    fences and locks keep me out, my husband on the other hand, not. I could see myself saying to him, "come back here. you can't go in there. trouble's coming." great take on the prompt.

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  14. Bo24 February 2013 at 13:50

    I wonder what is over the fence? I liked this.

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  15. Shirley25 February 2013 at 07:54

    Wonder what he found when he entered. Interesting.

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  16. Anonymous25 February 2013 at 21:11

    Old building, new gate and padlock. I also want to know what's inside.

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