People say a picture is worth one thousand words. I say, it could mean much more. When you really think about it, one frozen moment can lead to deadly consequences...
My best friend and next-door neighbor, Julia, was over my house for a few hours. We were hanging out in my backyard, and she'd brought her camera. Julia loved to take pictures; she wanted to become a photographer some day. I, on the other hand, liked nothing in particular to follow it as a career. So I just watched her.
"Look at this one!" Julia said scrolling down to show me a picture of raindrops." I took this one last week" she boasted.
"That is truly amazing." I said sarcastically.
"Thanks!" she said smugly "Hey! Why don't we take pictures in your new room?"
"Maybe later." I said. I always hated other people in my house, no matter how close to me they may be.
"But Kate-eeee" She said in a whiny voice. "I HAVE TO take pictures of it before you bombard the walls with all those stupid, punky, band posters!"
"Fine..." I said angrily. Julia ALWAYS seemed to get what she wanted.
The backyard was fresh with new spring scents. The young grass, lush and green, the sky a powdery blue with smudges of white. I always loved New Jersey in the springtime.
Julia started to take more pictures, and got a little carried away. Every ten seconds was a spontaneous "click". Before she got on my last nerve I decided to give in to her offer to take pictures in my newly designed room.
"One LAST picture!" She wined
"NO!"
*CLICK! * Right in my face...That's nice...
"Oops..." She said sheepishly, batting her ice blue eyes.
God, I wish I looked like her. She was perfect. Silky auburn hair, dazzling white teeth, and a clear face...Yeah she was a knock out. I wasn't ugly, in fact I sort of liked the way I looked, I have chocolate brown eyes with hair to match, the only thing I really don't like about myself is that I perspire a lot so I always feel...sticky...yuck!
In my room Julia stared at the freshly painted walls, they were lavender.
"LOVE the color." She said sing-songy
"Thanks I picked it out."
Julia snapped a shot of the walls and went to her photo library in her camera. As she scrolled down to see how the picture came out her face grew very pale and she began to shiver…
"WHAT IS IT?!" I said frightened.
In that picture was a pale smudgy figure that was NOT in the room...