February 18th, 2015

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February 18th, 2015

        "She came home today with a camera; said a co-worker gave it to her. It was old, I wondered if it was even still functional. So I tried it, and though I had to work on a few of the parts before I could get it to work (O watched the whole time with that same wide eyed curiosity that she always does), I got the thing functional again. Snapping a picture of O, I surprised her, and when the image printed itself out from the bottom of the camera, she snatched it away. I imagined her to shake her head, to tell me to toss it, but instead she stared at the picture of herself for so long.

        When she gave it back to me, she looked slightly down.

        So I asked why.

       She said she'd never seen a picture of herself before, that the one in my hand was the only image of her. I've put it in this journal because I never want to lose it. If I ever lose her, which I still can't even fathom, at least I'll have this. These memories, the image of her, the haunting sensation that she will always be in my head."

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