She was a collector of old things, spending her days at curiosity shops, antique barns and second-hand stores. Something of a legend, the townsfolk had nicknamed her Second Hand Annie and it was said that if Annie was spotted at your establishment, you would have a successful selling day.
But it had been weeks since anyone had seen Annie. After several concerned inquiries, the sheriff decided to check on her.
The house stood quietly on an acre of overgrown farmland. Its wrap-around porch stacked to the eaves with pollen-dusted, rusty treasures.
When Annie didn’t answer the door, he let himself in, barely, a pile of books and magazines blocked the entrance. Once inside, he was amazed and horrified. Each nook and cranny was filled from floor to ceiling with Annie’s collection. And there was a familiar, pungent odor hanging in the air. The sheriff knew it well. Poor Annie had passed away.
According to her wishes an auction was held with the proceeds used to build a library. Seems she had a good eye for the value of “junk”.
People come from miles around to see the magnificent library that Annie built. The legacy of a woman who never learned to read.
~kat -25 October 2015
(200 Words)
This story is an entry for the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge. Read more stories or add your own story HERE.





October 25th, 2015 at 6:22 pm
A lovely little story. Nice that Annie thought of others, as well as enjoying her purchases.
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October 25th, 2015 at 7:12 pm
Thanks Steve. I like happy endings even in the wake of sadness. ๐
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October 25th, 2015 at 7:14 pm
What a wonderful story!
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October 25th, 2015 at 7:15 pm
Thanks Lynn… 200 words! Who knows, one day I may write a novel! ๐
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October 25th, 2015 at 7:27 pm
yes you will ๐
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October 25th, 2015 at 7:58 pm
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October 25th, 2015 at 9:49 pm
A good read ๐
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October 25th, 2015 at 10:13 pm
Thanks Jacqueline! ๐
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October 26th, 2015 at 2:23 am
You are most welcome Kat. Have a beautiful week ahead ๐
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October 26th, 2015 at 12:27 am
Lovely story. Thanks to Annie’s “junk” , they have a new library.
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October 26th, 2015 at 2:09 am
Yes! I like how that story ended. Thanks for commenting. ๐
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October 26th, 2015 at 3:45 am
Interesting! I would love to see her library– if there really is.
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October 26th, 2015 at 6:19 am
Me too! ๐
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October 27th, 2015 at 8:56 pm
A smart women, who couldn’t even read. There are many kinds of intelligence. Great story!
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October 27th, 2015 at 8:58 pm
Yes indeed! Thank you for reading.
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October 28th, 2015 at 6:26 pm
Neat well-crafted story
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October 28th, 2015 at 6:30 pm
Thanks for reading K! ๐
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October 29th, 2015 at 6:35 am
All those books and she couldn’t read. Awesome story Kat. I do like the way you told it and how she was a much respected and loved person who the whole town seemed to care about. I enjoyed it.
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October 29th, 2015 at 6:42 am
Thank you! I believe everyone has something to contribute! ๐
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October 29th, 2015 at 8:38 am
Yes they do
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November 1st, 2015 at 7:42 am
What a wonderful story Kat! Annie apparently wished she could read to want to build a library.
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November 1st, 2015 at 7:46 am
Yes, I believe she saw great value in books! ๐
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