The Girl in the Photograph


One school day, a boy named Tom was sitting in class and doing math. It was six more minutes until school let out. As he was doing his homework, something caught his eye.

His desk was next to the window, and he turned and looked to the grass outside. It looked like a picture. When school was over, he ran to the spot where he saw it. He ran fast so that no one else could grab it.

He picked it up and smiled. It had a picture of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had a dress with tights on and red shoes, and her hand was formed into a peace sign.

She was so beautiful he wanted to meet her, so he ran all over the school and asked everyone if they knew her or have ever seen her before. But everyone he asked said “No.” He was devastated.

When he was home, he asked his older sister if she knew the girl, but unfortunately she also said “No.” It was very late, so Tom walked up the stairs, placed the picture on his bedside table and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night Tom was awakened by a tap on his window. It was like a nail tapping. He got scared. After the tapping he heard a giggle. He saw a shadow near his window, so he got out of his bed, walked toward his window, opened it up and followed the giggling. By the time he reached it, it was gone.

The next day again he asked his neighbors if they knew her. Everybody said, “Sorry, no.” When his mother came home he even asked her if she knew her. She said “No.” He went to his room, placed the picture on his desk and fell asleep.

Once again he was awakened by a tapping. He took the picture and followed the giggling. He walked across the road, when he was suddenly hit by a car. He died instantly, picture in hand.

The driver got out of the car and tried to help him, but it was too late. He saw the picture and picked it up.

He saw a cute girl holding up three fingers.

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  • Commented on May 27, 2013 at 10:35 pm

    Wow, this is a really good concept, I’m so used to hearing of monsters counting the deaths they cause like Mr.Widemouth, but a picture? Now that’s what I call original :D

  • Commented on June 1, 2013 at 8:56 pm

    This is a really good concept- very original.
    My only problem is why he found the need to get the picture.

    I guess it can be put down to supernatural baiting…

  • Commented on December 12, 2013 at 8:08 pm

    wow, nice! probably my favorite story about attempted (and successful) killings (that sounds weird) since Mr. Widemouth.

  • Commented on January 5, 2014 at 6:59 am

    I do recall from long ago, a companion of mine telling me such a vivid and wild tale… Oh, did those majestic orbs of thyn glisten with demonic glee as the plastic tome thee doth passed to… me. I read! And approved… Struck dumbeth at the marvels of creation before I me saw… AND SO…!
    I must proceed to jump to these conclusions three:

    #1 The world of t’ interwebz is a minuscule plaice, I see the light and this indeed be thy story… eth. In which case thy should calleth me immediately or at an appropriate hour, ‘cos baby I misseth you.

    2# They lied, I have the wrong persons cat and I am incredibly, most ashamedly embarrassed at my irreverent behaviour…

    #3 Cool story bro! Seriously though, nice plot development and twist. Reading was like stumbling into a cold wall, cannot believe I missed the red herring. Almost feel bad for sullying the page with a ridiculous and potentially annoying comment.

    P.S. He-man is dead.

    p.s.s. you had me at math.

  • Commented on January 17, 2014 at 3:30 am

    This is nice, I guess.
    Creeped me out a bit, but it was nice….
    And creepy. :)

  • Commented on May 27, 2013 at 9:20 am

    this was true

  • Commented on May 29, 2013 at 7:18 pm

    I just died inside :’c THAT BITCH!!!

  • Commented on September 6, 2013 at 1:48 pm

    Very easy way to end this, burn the pic burn the girl. Simple as that, KILL ALL EVIL WITH FIRE.(except a cosby sweater wearing asshole drown him)

  • Commented on January 14, 2014 at 8:40 am

    Look at this photograph. Evey time I do it makes me…. DIE!

  • Commented on June 12, 2014 at 3:12 am

    I’m not sure if it was intended but what creeped me out about this was the feeling that the image of the girl has actually been alive all along. The moment I read the last three lines, the idea came up that the girl has been staring back and observing the boy until the moment he died. (And I actually was imagining a picture of a smiling girl.)

  • Commented on November 5, 2014 at 2:37 pm

    *clap* *clap* *clap*

  • Commented on December 9, 2014 at 4:14 am

    nice story

  • Commented on May 17, 2013 at 8:50 am


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