Photographer Click... Click... Snap! Snap! 'PLEASE!!..... Please stop! I didn't want to do it. I was doing it for you! I did it because I loved you. I loved you.' Behind the standing man were the ripped up pieces of pictures. Photo had some disgusting murdering scene. In the photo were arms and legs slashed in to small meat pieces and a beautiful woman's sad face and eyes staring straight front. It seemed like …showed first 75 words of 654 total…

…showed last 75 words of 654 total…You did me wrong.... did me....wrong..... Why did you have to take a picture when you were killing me?" Unlike other days when she has no face expressions in the picture, today, she is smiling looking at me straight. Abruptly, she grabbed and dragged me into the picture. And she made me be beside her. Torn, cut, and sliced. Showing dead flesh in the picture, I am in the glass jar with her forever.