Writing Prompts
Prompt 1/04
A year after of my death..
A year after my death, my family and friends stands and looks at my high school graduation photograph. With tears in their eyes, they remember my life from birth. My friends and family look at a picture of me in Paris and wonder why I didn't smile. "I hate my smile!" I had said once. They laughed at the times I had said the lines to my favorite movies, and laughed at even the worst jokes that my family told. Most of all however, they looked through my journals and writing and remembered what she loved to do.
Author's note: This was a difficult prompt to do this prompt because it stirred alot of uncomfortable thoughts.