Personification of an Object
Mrs Scissors cringed in fear as the giant hand loomed closer. “Not my eyes,” she whispered, and tried to run away. She knew that once her eyes were fingered that her legs would easily be forced open.
And that was the writing class (for me) today. About personification. Made me laugh a little on how the mind can flow in different ways. Is the personification to do with rape or of descriptive use of the object, or both or something different?