PhotoGirl

There once was a girl who never knew what she felt. Because of this she hid deep inside herself, not knowing how she would be judged by the people around her. Keeping mum to any question deemed too personal to comprehend. Always the quiet one, keeper of secrets. Everyone keeps saying how beautiful and unique she was. If she could only know this was true? But how, she asked, can I know? So she takes pictures, everytime she felt different to compare them at the day's end. After a month, she had a box. A year, a closet. And there it was...her journal of feelings. It was the only way she would know the truth about what she felt at the time.

There once came a boy who sat down beside her. And she needed that journal no longer.