The young woman carefully picked up the snapshot, holding the edges, careful not to touch the interior color. 1
Seeing the photo again carried her back once more to that day. That glorious, beautiful day. Once again she was nine years old, twirling in her flowing skirt in the valley with the remarkable flowers blooming all around her.2
She couldn't help but smile.3
How amazing a time that was then. She missed that valley so, and looking into this portrait of her past, she was brought both sorrow and happiness.4
The valley was now gone. She would never run with the wind in the endless, beautiful vale.5
But what a great time that had been, and she'd always have memories to hold in her heart forever.6
She gazed at the picture in her palm again. This time, she smiled sadly, watching the single clear drop fall, trickling from the top of the photo to the bottom.7
The little blonde girl in her photo and her past still ran with the daffodils and daisies, the wild roses and lilacs. She was completely unaware that not even a year later, this place would be gone forever. Her face was pink, and she was completely oblivious that her beloved big brother had followed her to the valley, taking this one snapshot of her and keeping it, for her to see only when she grew up.8
The woman decided that was some of the beauty of it. The young girl had been full into the moments of the valley, without a care in the world, dancing instead of weeping with the buds as they grew like she, closer and closer to their demise. The little girl had not known that the beautiful playground would soon fall victim to a horrible wild fire, devoured in less than an hour.9
The girl had loved the valley and taken it for granted. 10
She, now, was glad that was how it worked out. That was the best way that could have happened. Living for the moment was sometimes the best thing that could happen.11
She looked lovingly at -and into- the photograph and wiped her eyes, smiling once more. She decided she needed to go get a new picture frame from the store. She wanted to put this somewhere where she could look at it anytime.
Seeing the photo again carried her back once more to that day. That glorious, beautiful day. Once again she was nine years old, twirling in her flowing skirt in the valley with the remarkable flowers blooming all around her.2
She couldn't help but smile.3
How amazing a time that was then. She missed that valley so, and looking into this portrait of her past, she was brought both sorrow and happiness.4
The valley was now gone. She would never run with the wind in the endless, beautiful vale.5
But what a great time that had been, and she'd always have memories to hold in her heart forever.6
She gazed at the picture in her palm again. This time, she smiled sadly, watching the single clear drop fall, trickling from the top of the photo to the bottom.7
The little blonde girl in her photo and her past still ran with the daffodils and daisies, the wild roses and lilacs. She was completely unaware that not even a year later, this place would be gone forever. Her face was pink, and she was completely oblivious that her beloved big brother had followed her to the valley, taking this one snapshot of her and keeping it, for her to see only when she grew up.8
The woman decided that was some of the beauty of it. The young girl had been full into the moments of the valley, without a care in the world, dancing instead of weeping with the buds as they grew like she, closer and closer to their demise. The little girl had not known that the beautiful playground would soon fall victim to a horrible wild fire, devoured in less than an hour.9
The girl had loved the valley and taken it for granted. 10
She, now, was glad that was how it worked out. That was the best way that could have happened. Living for the moment was sometimes the best thing that could happen.11
She looked lovingly at -and into- the photograph and wiped her eyes, smiling once more. She decided she needed to go get a new picture frame from the store. She wanted to put this somewhere where she could look at it anytime.
Author notes
This is also for the contest!
Um....prompt...photograph. Tell me if I totally screwed up what I was supposed to do XD I had to rewrite just round's entry...I won't mind doing it again! XP
So anyway!
I hope you enjoyed!
The other one of mine is called Magical Merriment in the Valley...worst title EVER!
http://storywrite.com/story/124701
I'm Taylor!
A contest entry
- The Writer's Challenge -- Round II by Asfand.
100 points, ended December 25, 2007, 15 entries
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Honorable mention
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What did you think of it? Please! lol!
Comments
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You have potential. I enjoyed your story very much. Please consider submitting some of your work to my site http://raenidaystorystation.com/ guidelines are listed there. Nice job on capturing a moment and for showing that things should be appreciated.


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This piece is really nice -- if for no other reason than I didn't catch any grammatical mistakes...
Gah, I guess I don't have anything critical to say about this. The intro grabs, and the conclusion is wonderful. A great story!
Thanks, and good luck!!
annye
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didnt like the title tay


but i liked the story!! it was so cute-ness!

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Portal to the past? I hoped this would not be some amateur attempt at a cheap science-fiction involving mutants and time warps, but thank god it wasn't ... it was however, a very lovely story.
It's sad, it's touching and it really you know, touches the heart, makes you feel.
By the way, your line breaks are spectacular, I love how you drop the lines at a special thought or touching moment, it did wonders really. You'll be amazed at how the smallest things can bring great difference and just, spice your story up so much!
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It was really nice, and I loved it. I think you say "valley" a liiiittle bit too much, but still, really pretty, and beautiful!


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nice story^.^ i liked it*saying in a sad tone*
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