An old abandoned church sat on the edge of the graveled road. I went past it every day as a curious child watching everything out the back seat window. For years I wondered about the vacant building. Rumors of teenage vandalism on the old church grounds were whispered among the various members of the rural community. A movie crew once stopped there to film a scene. But all the wondering was renewed when one day a sign of life appeared: a sheet was hung in the window.
Very soon more signs began manifesting: flowers had been planted in the yard. The outer walls acquired a fresh coat of paint. Light shone through the windows in the evening.
And then, one day, I saw her. The occupant was a woman, slightly overweight and wearing long straight hair swept back into a pony tail. She appeared to be about thirty years of age. Often I would see her out watering the aforementioned flowers while wearing long galoshes.
One day our eyes connected. I smiled warmly, almost jealous of her adventure. Who wouldn't want to live in a church?
Her expression returned a depth of gloom and despair. To her, she was at the end of her rope, one step above homelessness, living in an old abandoned church by the side of the road in the middle of rural no where.
I imagined living there myself one day. What would it be like? Did the church have a shower? If it didn't, did it at least have a bathroom? Was she using a hose to fill a tub with warm bath water? What color curtains would I choose if I were to buy the old church? Did she fix up the inside like she'd fixed up the outside? What did it look like before she fixed it up? What signs of the past remained within? How old was it? Did she ever see or hear ghosts? Did she have some sort of kitchen or would she content herself with a hot plate grill on a table near an electrical outlet? How did she afford the church? Who had owned it before? What type of church had been there and who were the members?
And so on. Write on. This is a true story and you writers are free to take any and all ideas you may from it, so long as they are used for good and moral endeavors.