Snow Globe Life
Looking out at you, I know you don’t see me, and that’s fine. My smile never ends, my feet forever frozen mid-twirl on the faux-ice in a make-believe rink.
Long ago, months ago, you last shook my world, raining tiny grains of white. When you first got me, I was the shiny new toy.
Months have passed. If only you knew about the secret spell binding me. After one year left alone, I will be free – and then we will see – what happens next.
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This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers, hosted as ever by the inimitable Rochelle!
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Anne Higa 
wonderfully atmospheric
Great imagery.
Intriguing. I’d love to know more.
I like the idea of using the voice of the snow globe lady. I’m dying to know what will happen if she gets freed from her spell. Good or bad news for the human involved???
Thanks Margaret. Me too. 🙂
Dear Anne,
Nice to see you back with your mystical story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
What will happen, I wonder when the year is up. Good story…
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Mysterious, what is going to happen?
Mmmm … yes, would like to knwo what will happen. Intirguing story.
Isadora 😎
I like that end .. in a weird way it reminds me of a short story where the men turned into toys if they had sex with the wife of an artist …