Excerpt Picture Novels & Stories

Confusion knitted my brows together as I tried to understand what was wrong with the picture. That's when it hit me. Charles hadn't merely shared Tyler's photo; he had captured the entire I*******m page in a screenshot - comments, likes, and all. And there, among the list of admirers, was my name, a small red heart denoting my appreciation for Tyler's post. My heartbeat quickened, and a mix of embarrassment and anxiety washed over me. How could I have missed the fact that Charles was capturing the whole page for us to see? It wasn't like my liking Tyler's photo was a secret, but having it so explicitly showcased left me feeling unexpectedly exposed.

Inside, a photograph. Laminated. Full color. Crystal clear.

The pics changes from time to time. To be continued.

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I shoved the tablets into my mouth and chewed them dry. The powder caught in my throat, and I coughed again. Then I lifted my head and forced a smile through the crack under the door. "Megan, it does not hurt anymore." Megan's voice shook with tears. "Silly Zack. Your face is white from pain. How much must it hurt?" Andrew's eyes were red. "Zack, do not be scared. I am getting you out right now." He tried the keypad, muttering under his breath. "It has to be Mom's birthday. No, wrong. Let me try Dad's..."

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Tell me. Chloe carefully unrolled a large sheet of paper on the grass. It showed a big vision board full of drawings, paint colors, and little notes in her nice handwriting. This is my dream gallery, Chloe said with excitement, her cheeks a bit red. A gallery for local artists, a place where anyone can show their art, no matter their background. Michelle sat next to her, looking at the drawings closely. Chloe, this is amazing. I thought maybe... one day, Chloe said softly, when I have enough money, when I feel brave enough.

I read the content over the image blankly, " Like My Gift, Pretty Girl?"

he snapped impatiently, although a glimmer of curiosity flickered in his eyes. Axel persisted, knowing that Xavier wanted to know more despite his dismissive tone. “Pictures of the kids,” he revealed, holding his ground. Even in the face of Xavier’s irritation. “These pictures were taken at school today.” Xavier’s interest was piqued, and he reluctantly reached for the tablet Axel offered. Although his initial glance at the device was disinterested, he couldn’t help but become engrossed as he swiped through the images. The first picture captured the little girl, her angelic face adorned with green paint, her smile infectious.