Snapshot of a CEO's heart

Snapshot of a CEO's heart

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I'm 29 years old, nearly 30 and so far, my sister and Photography have been my life and soul. Ever since I stepped foot in my first darkroom during my Sophomore year I always had a hunch that this would be my true passion. Since I held my first camera. Set up my first tripod, captured my first photo and filmed my first piece. I just knew that this is what I wanted to do. My life has been a complicated mess since I was 10 years old. My life was thrown away by my parents because I was a burden to them, I had a pen pal who I vented my anger out on for years yet he had become a huge part of my life. I haven't had a serious relationship in...well...ever and It's not every day that you find a man wanting to talk to you...granted, this man is the one who spilt his coffee down me the first time we met and from then on he became the Baine of my existence. I live in Texas City, Houston and I love what I do, the freedom it gives me being behind a camera but it also comes with a price when you least expect it. My life was complicated enough but when I vent out on a secret to this man, my feelings towards him become stir crazy and a whirlwind of emotions. One's I didn't want in the first place because 2 weeks before meeting said man...I was applying for a year long fellow ship abroad. A once in a lifetime opportunity to go to one of Spain's most explored and cultured cities - Barcelona.

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27 Chapters
Chapter 1 - Maisie
Dear, to whoever see's this.My life is a shit show. I am 29, years old nearly 30, and I have never had a decent person besides my sister in my corner and to top it all of I have a condition which allows me to remember every shit thing that has ever happened in my life, if I'm going to put it in a nutshell. Starting with 19, nearly 20 years ago when my parents decided it was time to up and leave and not with me or my older sister. So here is my life, here is the one thing you'll probably get a giggle out off because I sure as hell I. I laugh at my own boring life. Did you know...I have never left Houston, Texas...Nope...never. So my friends...kick back, get your pop corn at the ready, maybe a coffee if you aren't human but need to survive somehow and wait for all the dramatics of the last 19 years followed by the present tense of my life.All my love...Maisie.19 Years ago"Okay, everybody. We have been assigned to our school for the pen pal assignment of the 5th-grade students. Come
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Chapter 2 - Maisie
"Be emily. It is very nice to meet you both. Please, come on in" they lady says as she opens the door further.I shyly took her hand, and she led us inside. The house was cosy and filled with laughter and the smell of freshly baked cake. I couldn't help but feel a little out of place in this happy atmosphere right now.'Maisie, this is Mrs. Thompson. She and her husband have kindly agreed to take care of you both for a little while,' Mariah explained while still holding my hand.I looked up at Mrs. Thompson, unsure of what to say. She just smiled and said, 'Welcome home, Maisie.' But I didn't want to be here. Instead of saying thank you or hello, I burst into tears and ran outside.Her words brought tears to my eyes because I shouldn't be here. and even though my parents left me here, Mrs. Thompson showed me a sense of warmth and comfort, which I didn't feel was deserving of me.As the day went by, I settled into my new home but kept my things in my suitcase and backpack just in case,
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Chapter 3 - Max
We had sent our letters back, waited for our replies but the wait was boring and I didn't care if she wrote back or not, yes it had gone by quite fast to say school usually drags and I can't wait to get home. My best friend Caden still lectured me about how mean my letter was. My mom always told me to be nice to girls, well to everyone really but what if this Maisie girl was just playing as a girl and in actual fact, she wasn't? When I wrote the letter, Caden was watching me the whole time, and I couldn't help the smile on my face as I wrote it. His words echoed through my head and a part of me wanted to be nice and respond the way I should have done but I didn't. "Your letter was so mean, bro. You're going to make her cry." Even after school had finished I couldn't help but hear the nagging part of my brain telling me I had done a rubbish thing to her. Was Caden right? Will she cry? I hate seeing my mom cry and I'm only 10.Heading to school the next morning, I knew it wouldn't be lo
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Chapter 4 - Max
As I walked into the school, I could feel the excitement bubbling inside me. I greeted my friends with a high-five. We all sat down together in the school courtyard, enjoying the warm sun and the cool breeze of an early Wednesday morning. We talked about our plans for the weekend, agreed to hang out on our bikes, and laughed at silly jokes. It was moments like these that made me realise how lucky I was to have such amazing friends, no matter how many mean words Maisie would probably say to me. Who insults someone by telling them to stub their toe? That's so powerful, I even had to curl my toes just to feel better.As we were walking to our classroom, I noticed a new girl sitting alone on a bench. She looked sad and out of place. Without thinking, I excused myself from my friends and went to sit next to her. I introduced myself, and she told me her name was Margot. We talked for a while, and I could tell that she was feeling better. I invited her to join my friends and me, and she happ
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Chapter 5 - Maisie
It was a typical day at school, and I was sitting in the courtyard with my friends, Taylor and Lily. We were all ten years old almost 11 and excited to be going into the summer holidays together before we started sixth-Grade. As we chatted and laughed, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my stomach. You see, I was waiting for a letter from Max, and I hoped that he was playing a little nicer now that I gave him a taste of how mean he was to me.Maybe now he will understand that some people just don't like being rude too. Everything works out in the end my mum use to say. I don't think I can get use to the past tense thing of 'Used to' and if I do...when will it be? Next week? Month? Year?I try to focus on the things that are happening at the here and now like my friends for example.Taylor and I had been friends since kindergarten, but this year, I started to see her in a different light. She was no longer just my goofy, fun-loving friend. She had become a loving perso
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Chapter 6 - Max
After receiving Maisie's letter yesterday, I finally opened it today, and I could see that she had been crying. God, even I felt like a total idiot for not asking her about her life. That second letter she wrote back was basically when she was placed in the care system; she calls it being dropped off at a local foster home, but she was basically in care with her sister.I wrote my letter out, probably knowing that I wouldn't hear from her again, but I had to apologise for my lack of knowledge. Even if it meant nothing or did nothing, I had to try. So I did. I wrote a nice letter and even offered her to be a writing friend. That was it though I didn't want her thinking she was apart of my circle...Yet.Dear Maisie,I didn't mean what I said to you, and I didn't mean to make you cry. I saw the tears on your paper, and I felt bad. I guess I'm just trying to apologise. I have a way with words. You have been my pen pal for a long time now, and I am glad I have you as a friend too, hopefull
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Chapter 7 - Max
Women... or girls as my mom calls them, why are they so bloody hard to understand?Dear Maisie,It's my birthday next month, so please try to be nice to me. I guess I need to ask you if you are doing OK today. You must look like the guy in the zombie movie who's been bitten but is trying to keep it quiet but failing terribly.And it's good that your teacher lied to you; you might want to report it and see if anyone notices your complaint because that's not on.I guess I should tell you now that it's okay to have the charisma of a wet sock; it suits you perfectly.Max - I am not even doing a PS today because you insulted my last one, which was pathetic.I have always been a bit of a troublemaker, but I never thought I would end up in a love-hate friendship with a girl named Maisie. I mean, what kind of name is that anyway? The love-hate friendship is my way of saying that I love to hate her, and I love to read her insults more.If I'm going to be going down memory lane, it all started
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chapter 8 - Maisie
Present day: meaning the 21st century for a change and not in the Angies home, who we also called the 'old ladies home' because even though she was a career for children all of her friends would come over every couple of nights and never bloody leave... that is where I spent 6 months alone...without my sister. She was ancient, I swear.So when someone asks, "Are you married?" I naturally say no and brush off any striking conversation to do with marriage or potential boyfriends. Definitely failing to now imply that I'm lonely because my ex-Boyfriend traded me in for a better life with a blonde that lives in the city centre of where I also live. I have lived here all of my life because I couldn't afford to move out of this town.Houston, Texas.That's my life. I'm a short, brown-haired, brown-eyed woman in her late twenties with no relationship and no kids, and the only thing to my name is my photography gear that I basically hold in my car whenever I go out because, yes, I'm a photogra
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Chapter 9 - Maisie
Saturday morning, I've been woken up to the piercing shriek of my alarm clock; its mocking red numbers taunting me from the nightstand flashing the 6:30 usual time I wake up. I groaned, burrowing deeper into my cosy sheets, wishing that I could just stay in bed all day. But knowing I had to get up, that I had things to do and people to see, With a sigh, I reluctantly climbed out of bed, throwing on my favourite purple fluffy robe and padding across the cold hardwood floor to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.As I stepped into the office this morning, the air seemed to hum with a newfound energy that is never there. It's usually the boss shouting at his assistant about something that's gone wrong the day before, and he just needs to be a dick about it to scare the poor lad. Even the fluorescent lights flickered, like they were trying to keep up with his good mood. It was then that I noticed Gary, my usually grumpy and dishevelled-looking boss, was... smiling. Not a half-hearted, forced
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Chapter 10 - Max
Standing on the side walk of the street with my mouth slightly agape and a fresh coffee in my hand, I watched her walk away with not even an ounce of care in the world impressed me more than anything.She was unlike any woman I had ever met before. Her beauty was mesmerising, like a painting that you could stare at for hours, never tiring of its perfection. Her eyes held a depth that seemed to pierce straight through me, as if she were seeing into my very soul. not creepy at all. And the way she moved was dignified and natural. I knew the moment she turned her back to me after leaving the shop that she would be on my mind all day. The woman didn't know who I was, and that's what made it better because every other woman I have come across is wearing a sultry voice or tight clothing and wafts herself all over me, hoping to get my attention, but this woman...she didn't care, and she didn't want to jump me for the benefits it could probably give her. Though she looked very familiar, I jus
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