Write a story about someone who must fit their whole life in a suitcase

It's drizzling wet outside and i'm exhausted nothing seems to be going right. It's been a year since my girlfriend OD'ed off of "blues" and I haven't been with anyone since not that I find relationships meaningful or anything it was just nice having her around. A candle that never seemed to die down until one day it was just gone, flame, wick, and all. You should probably know something else before you begin to feel sorry for or worse fall in love with the main character of this story, i'm the dealer that gave her the pill.

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FlowersInHerHair · 56-60, F

The suitcase cost fifty cents at the old mercantile. It was used and worn, the memories of another rubbed into the leather. It was small but he didn’t have much; a pair of pants with frayed cuffs, a shirt, and a letter from his mother before she passed in his toddler years. The words from his friend were brief but knowing. Read the signs on the fence posts, keep your face and hands washed, anything past the third rail car is safe, and tap your toe when lying on the park bench.

Trinkets, notes, and life knowledge filled that suitcase until he crossed paths with someone who offered to carry it.

Lostpoet · M

@FlowersInHerHair I like this one.

FlowersInHerHair · 56-60, F

@Lostpoet Thanks. It’s my grandfather’s story. He was 13 when he left home.