Through The Lens of a Camera (RM FF)

Lens 1

Since very little, I have always liked to look at things through a lens. What do I mean by a "lens"? I mean a camera lens. I like to freeze that certain moment, print it, put it inside a box and hide it under my bed.

Many people find it weird that I just take a picture of the moment and just hide it, but I have my reasons. There is a reason for everything I do.

Today, like always, was supposed to be a normal day but it surprisingly was not, which got me a little mad because I always stick to my routine, which is wake up, go to work, go to the abandoned building across the beach and my apartment and practice dancing and singing, go for a walk on the beach, take pictures and just walk wherever my feet carry me for the day. That would be my routine everyday since I took a leap of faith in leaving my family behind and chasing my dream of someday becoming a singer and dancer, an idol.

At first, I was afraid to take the leap, fearing that nothing would work out, but then again, if I didn't take the leap, how would I have ever known? After I had made up my mind of chasing my dreams, I told my family. My family was not supportive of my decision but I dared not to let the disappointment of them not supporting me cloud the path that I choose to take. I gathered all of my things and walked out the front door, only looking back once to find that they had already closed the door. I was okay with that, I still am okay with it. It stings to go back to certain memories but remembering the bad times, makes me realize that the bad times are beautiful in their very own way.

I am currently in the abandoned building across my apartment and the beach but I am not able to bring myself to even practice anything, I have this feeling that I must look at the people below. As I look at the people, I become saddened. I see a girl and a boy both walking hand in hand, smiling, laughing, enjoying each other's company, not worried about what may lay ahead. Stupid. I see a family, the wife, the husband, and their three children, they look happy as they walk down the street but in their mere faces I see worry, they wear a mask for the children's sake, it makes me sad. I take a picture of the two moments and I continue to look at all the other people.

It does not take long for me to lay my eyes on another person. Why? This person seems out of place. This person is out of place.

This man is looking at the many sunglasses in the stand, right at the entrance to the abandoned building. His features are distinguished. High check bones, cute nose, pink soft lips, olive skin, light brown hair, tall and well built, I notice this all through a lens. I take a picture of this person that I can't help but want to study more and I just keep on seeing him through my camera lens. You may call me a creep or whatever but if you saw him you would be curious to study him more.

Caught up in wondering which sunglasses he would choose, I did not notice him stopping his movements and taking a small step back but when I do notice this, it is too late. This person is looking straight at me, I immediately freeze in my spot not able to move, we stay looking at each other, not moving an inch, until I finally regain control over my body and was able to sit down on the floor and lay my back against the wall rapidly. I waited for a few minutes to pass, it might have been 10 minutes that passed, and then I slowly arose from the floor and I cautiously looked down at the stand in which he was and he was not there, I guess he got creeped out. I mean, who would want to find a person looking at you from a camera, who also took a photo of you, in the third floor of an abandoned building? As for me, I would not mind but other people would find it creepy, right? Do you think he found that creepy or not?

I guess we will never know, then. Let's just use our imagination, shall we?

After that little episode, I finally got myself straight to practice, I later grabbed all of my stuff and went straight home, to tired to even lift a finger, but although he was long gone, I still kept thinking about him. He was cute looking, I guess. AAAHH! Who am I kidding!? HE WAS HELLA KAWAII!

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