Famine Figure

Famine Figure

I was driving to my aunts in the coast of Ireland, when it happened. I drove past an old abandoned cottage which I haven’t seen before, even though I have drove this way thousands of times.  It instantly sent a chill through my spine. This cottage wasn’t newly built either. It was a pale grey   shade as if all colour had been drained from the walls, layers of dirt and grime covered the window sill. The windows shadowed which made it almost impossible to see anything from afar. Victorian style drapes hung from the rod above the window and a narrow pebble path led the way to the old red door. I stopped the car almost instantly determined to observe the house for longer.