“OK, you can go outside and play,” Xenia’s father smiled, ruffling her dark curly hair, “But stay close and mind your mother’s rules!”
Don’t go next door. We don’t mix with them.
Xenia crossed the lawn grinning. A quiet defiance, this visit must remain her secret. Xenia was already a source of disappointment; not blonde or blue-eyed, not mild or sensible. So unlike either parent.
The door opened and Xenia stared at another little dark curly-haired girl. A mirror image. Another changeling
Xenia realised she was not the only one to visit this house in secret.
Word count: 100
A quick piece for Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple Friday Fictioneer’s challenge – the challenge is to tell a complete story in 100 words after viewing the photo prompt. This one was fun to write, but I debated that last line… Should I have left it off and let the reader finish the story? Or does it actually complete it properly?
Let me know what you think!
Click here to read the rest of the stories. Maybe give it a go 🙂
Postscript: I make a point of not reading any of the other stories until I have created my own – it’s very difficult to come up with a truly original story once you have been influenced by someone else’s take. Normally that works, but today… I post the story, and the first one I read is somewhat similar!
Ah well, can’t do anything about that. 🙂