Horror

Selfie

I hate selfies.

I can't even begin to explain how much that term

gets on my nerves. Seeing people take them or even

speaking of them irritates me. It doesn't aggravate

me or anger me, it merely irritates me, and there is

a specific reason why.

It was my sixteenth birthday, and my parents had

finally given me the phone I had been asking and

begging for. Though it was also the summer time,

so I wasn't too eager to spend my days peering into

the screen of a device. Most of my days were spent

in the forest adjacent to our yard. I liked to spend

time there often due to the serene and quiet feel of

nature. There was a soothing creek that echoed

through the woods. The intriguing aspect is that I

could never seem to find this creek. It had always

evaded me, I only experienced the unforgettable

noises of it.

As I sat by my favorite tree, I drew up some of the

forest landscape around me. My hand traced the

textures of the lofty trees, but soon made an

unexpected scribble. I was alerted and my hand

jutted out uncontrollably. Someone had messaged

me. The text read: "Where are you?" One of my

friends was asking. I decided that rather than

replying I should send a picture.

I decided to pull out my phone and take a selfie. I

decided not to send it to him as I soon became

engaged in the natural beauty surrounding me. I

swiftly began snapping pictures of myself all over

the woods. I was in trees, in the leaves, and even by

some odd looking plants. Before I noticed the clock

I recognized the daylight escaping me. It had hastily

become dusk and I had to head back home.

After eating dinner I headed to my room to look

through the pictures I had taken. I plugged in my

phone and opened the folder with ease. I scrolled

through each picture, laughing at some of the faces

I had made. When I got to the twenty-seventh

picture I was startled by something peculiar. All I

could see was a black screen. There was no image,

not even a time stamp in the lower left corner. I

found it quite odd, because even if I had just left my

finger over the lens there still would be a time