Amethyst Champagne
2 min readApr 12

I hold the duster in my hand, conducting it like a wand as I make the dust disappear from every surface.

Pushing the button, the loud hum of the vacuum fills my ears as I move it along the brown carpet, hearing the dirt being sucked up occasionally.

Sweeping; the broom moving the dirt from the floor into the bin. The linoleum becomes lighter and brighter with each brush of the bristles.

Amethyst Champagne

Writer and editor who writes anything from fiction to personal stories. You can also find me on Substack for exclusive content! I'll follow you back.