This is a retread from a past Friday Fictioneers prompt. The photo prompt (shown below) from January 24 led me to write about a new trend in housing. Let me know your thoughts.
In the nineties, the foster parents droned on incessantly about the importance of home ownership. The state system that set me on my own at age 18 before I finished high school seemed dead against me attaining that dream.
After a few years of scraping by, I found a program to help me build my own home. I worked, pinched pennies, kept off the streets. Today, I’m a homeowner.
I saw the foster parents on TV, lobbying about zoning laws, upset that people like me can own a home. I’m happy as a cat with 180 square feet all to myself.
This is a work of fiction, but you can learn more about tiny houses and the real people who live in them here.