Did something similar when I was 11. We had to take inspiration from a picture. The picture in question was that “optical illusion” with the old lady face that kinda looks like a young lady in a dress. I wrote about an old lady that was alone, old her friends and husband dead, all her child far away. She basically contemplated her existence, waiting for her death. Teacher made us read it out loud, when I was done reading, I remember raisin my head an everyone including the teacher had this somber stare, pondering life. It was cool.
Did something similar when I was 11. We had to take inspiration from a picture. The picture in question was that “optical illusion” with the old lady face that kinda looks like a young lady in a dress. I wrote about an old lady that was alone, old her friends and husband dead, all her child far away. She basically contemplated her existence, waiting for her death. Teacher made us read it out loud, when I was done reading, I remember raisin my head an everyone including the teacher had this somber stare, pondering life. It was cool.