Project for creative writing, discribe a person, by there place without describing them.





Kirstein had told me that she was down on her luck but I never new it was this bad. Her kitchen was bare; nothingness overwhelmed you as you walked into it. She only has one refrigerator magnet. Two palm trees and sand that said “Diamond Jack’s lounge” with a number underneath it, what a pitiful magnet. I’m sure she got it from work, at least she tried I guess.
On the stove there was nothing and when I say nothing I mean besides the baked on dark brown substance that I’m sure had been there for a long time, since I doubt it even worked. She has a microwave it looks to be an original I’m sure the buttons where written in cave man. Though I wouldn’t know, all the numbers had been rubbed off.
There was a mouse trap next to the garbage can. But there was no cheese on it, not even a little bit of peanut butter. Maybe she thinks the rats will want to commit suicide due to lack of food in the house and jump onto the trap killing them instantly, its better then starving I guess. I open the refrigerator, a box of baking soda; a bottle of Mylanta, a baggie of what I think USED to be salad but was now green jello, and 2 beers. I closed it again, but as I turned to walk into the front room I noticed I was still holding the refrigerator handle.