It was 5 pm on a warm summer’s evening. My family had disappeared. I heard a knock on the door. A little girl stood before me in a purple dress and golden boots. One of her hands was missing! The other had a face on it!! She said she had my family! I asked her where they were but she the said ,” all magic comes with a price”. So I then said I would pay anything! She said it was not money she was looking for…… it was her hand she sought ! I nearly fainted with shock! I looked forward and spotted her other hand on a rooftop staring right into my eyes. It too had a face………….
Maith thú Gráinne. Very good response to the picture prompt. You describe the girl very well . Keep writing. Esther
Grainne, you really got my attention with this story. I found myself reading several times finding more and more details – you created the character of the little girl very clearly. I could imagine her standing at the door. I think the starting point was very clever – it is such a calm time of the day but there was your family missing. How terrible? I think you may have been able to have combined your first two sentences to make this start even stronger. A nice twist was having her not want money but the hand. Thank you very much for sharing.