Picture Day Meme Novels & Stories

Anyone can stay in this moment forever. Cela looks at her picture from her phone. She smiles at how she looks on the picture taken more than a year ago on the day of the viewing of her last book that was turned into a mini movie aired on television. One of the guests snapped a photo of her while trying to collect the roses that fell on the floor after she tripped. The picture is not bad at all. She turned into a meme that is rarely seen as beautiful rather than funny. She feels good about it and the memory of that night becomes a constant reminder for her to move forward and get what she deserves.

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

He exclaims. Mr. Sunshine offers to show the group the photo he's taken. They look at the screen of the camera, and they can't believe what they see. The photo is a cartoon drawing, with exaggerated features and bright colors. Everyone looks so silly, and the photo is hilarious. They all burst into laughter, and the sound of joy fills the air. "I hope you like the picture, my friends!" Mr. Sunshine says, and he winks. "Would you like me to draw another one?" He asks.

I stood up to get a closer look at the picture, my palm flying to my mouth to stifle a shocked scream. My picture was on the screen. With the full bold caption of 'missing person' underneath it.

these are all horrible. Anna: [You are not sending these to your mum for fuck’s sake!! I can’t even see your gorgeous perky fat ass!] Anna: [The heck, why does your tits look small? They are not small.] Anna: [*Attached numerous laughing emojis* Why are you standing so awkwardly, why are your lips in a pout?] Alicia rolled her eyes, staring back at the picture where her lips are in a pout and she’s resting all her weight on one leg, she just realized that it’s actually a very weird picture position.

Dell muttered surprising everyone, The whole place turned quiet as non one is saying anything anymore, everyone is lost deep in thought, just staring at each other and some even had a sad look on I decided to lighten the atmosphere “Guys! Guys the food is getting cold, let's take a picture with spoons in our hand at least we will have something to hold onto!” I said with a smile showing them my polaroid camera “Yesss” Everyone yelled happily and adjusted their position “Please pick your spoon and act like you're about to put a spoonful in your mouth!” “Isn't that childish?” Venom asked “No it's memorable” I smiled “One……two……three!” I counted and took the picture

I step out into the street to get some air The paparazzi are there. Flashes explode. “LIVIA! THE BUMP! BOY OR GIRL?” I smile (small, sharp). They snap the photos. The tight dress hugs the 22-week bump like it's on display. I don’t hide it. I let them see. The photos hit the internet in minutes. #KaneBaby trends. Memes of the bump with crowns and fire emojis. Theo sees them. I know because my phone pings with a text from a blocked number.

It was like someone had loosened a knot that I did not know was there. By the next week the messages stretched longer. She started sending memes that was about anxiety brain fog. A cartoon character that was staring blankly at the wall with the caption “when your thoughts are buffering.” I laughed out loud in my kitchen. The sound made even me surprised. I replied with a crying laughing emoji and then I added. “Too real.”

I part my legs, ready for her partner to have all the fun he wants. It is pure terrific pleasure. *** Seated on the bed and dressed up for dinner, my cheeks burn badly as I scroll through screenshots of memes and comments about that picture of Alexander and me. Layla and Jordyn sent them to the group chat, with endless laughing emojis. One of the memes says: ‘POV: You finally reconnect with your long-lost love after years of separation, but it’s your ovulation day.’ I shake my head, laughing in disbelief. My mom has sent dozens of messages. I’m ignoring her for now. I read more comments:

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.