Camera+(A-Z+story)


 * NOT A SUBMISSION ANYMORE. IGNORE THIS PLEASE. **


 * A ** sher Credule was talking on his cell phone. “**B**ro, you’ve got to believe me!” Asher’s best friend, Eddie, said.

“**C**rap, no! **D**on’t put crazy ideas about Tara into my head!" Asher yelled back at his friend.


 * E ** ddie continued to pester Asher. “**F**ine, don’t listen to me, but Tara is totally into you!”

“**G**reat,” Asher said sarcastically as his phone rang with another call. “**H**old on, it’s Tara.”

“**I** wanted to know if you wanted to hang out tonight? **J**ust go see a movie or something?” Tara asked in a slightly enchanting tone. “**K**araoke tournaments are going on tonight too!”

“**L**et me ask my parents,” Asher said. **M**oments later, he returned and the date was set.


 * N ** ighttime air was blowing icy chills around Tara and Asher. **O**nly they didn’t notice. **“P**lease stand under that light, Asher; I want to take your picture,” Tara said, her slightly dark Native American skin looked gold in the light.

“**Q**uiet, you dumb kids!” a hobo yelled from the other side of the street.

“**R**ight there’s perfect,” Tara said as Asher moved into place. **S**he pulled out an old model of digital camera. **T**ara smiled. “**U**nlike you, Asher, the Native Americans used to believe that cameras could capture someone’s soul…”

“**V**ery stupid idea, if I do say so myself,” Asher replied.

“**W**hat?” Tara asked. “E**x**periment time!” she said while clicking the button on her camera. “**Y**oung boys are so gullible,” she said while looking at the picture of Asher. **Z**ip away went Tara and Asher was never seen again… unless you looked at Tara’s camera.