Melissa

The life as a model when her body is suddenly altered

        The serene woman sat down on the stool, turned her head and stared into camera. Her skin was flawless, her features bold and her charcoal-black hair had been pulled to one side of her head. The camera snapped and she didn’t blink, she had been modeling for ten years, but her recent pictures held a new, more vacant stare. For the past seven months, she had been reduced to headshots because of a car accident that had pinned her right leg under a pile of shrapnel, forcing it to be amputated. The leg that had allowed her to strut down runways, pose in upright stances and model shoes high enough to add five extra inches to her already six-foot two-inch structure, had been amputated at the nearest hospital the ambulance had rushed her to. Without her leg, her body was only deemed beautiful from the waist up, forcing her to that days photo shoot, modeling a black dress, sitting on a wooden stool.

Author's Note

This is suppose to be in a direct characterization. Please tell me if a wander from it and tell me anything I can do to make it better.

Reviews

[Paradoxical]

Hmm, I like the description of her but I think maybe you should go a little into detail about her eyes and face, possibly depicting a hidden emotion? I think that the explanation of what she had been able to do with her leg creates a sort of bitter nostalgia that really adds to the emotion of the piece. Overall, very nice!