Snapshot Memories
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- Chapitres 3
En cours d'écriture17m
Dernière publication sam., nov. 8, 2014
Haley Sanders always had a passion for photography.
When one would see her walking along the streets with her camera slung around her neck, they would immediately tag her down as those jobless maniacs who go about clicking pictures and wasting their life. Some people who actually bothered looking at the girl wearing her casual tracks and loose T-shirt would see her clicking pictures of weird stuff. They would grow curious but later, just shake it off.
If they knew what was within Haley's camera, they would regret the day when they ever overlooked her.
Within her camera, Haley had frozen moments or—to put it simply—pictures.
Her pictures were a piece of true art- each with a small story.
Join Haley and her camera with simple snapshots to a kingdom of memories.
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