Playt's Council

The Polaroids (Dreamt and Written By Charity Morris 4/10/04)

My Mom and I were sitting on the bed in my room and we had a Polaroid camera. We were taking pictures and looking at them, but as we looked at them we realized that the pictures were from when I was a little kid, about 2 or 3 years old. I found one that I really liked and showed her. It had a man that I didn't recognize holding me on his lap. He was looking at me in the picture and I had a huge grin on my face.

As I turned it and started looking closer it started to change. It morphed through 4 to 5 different pictures before it turned into a black and white picture of me. In the picture I was my current age of 21 and standing behind a white chair. Then in the picture I started to move around and I turned my head to face the camera. I came closer and closer until all I could see was my face. Then I started to yell and cus saying, "I am going to get you, you bitch!" The voice was not mine and it was scratchy and demonized.

So I threw the picture beside my bed. I jumped off my bed and ran to my mother-in-laws room and my mom's freind Valerie was in there. I told her what happened and she insisted that it would be ok. She told me that I needed to cut it up with the scissors.

I immediately ran to my room and told my mom, "I need to get rid of it, I need to get the scissors. I need to cut it up."

My mom told me, "It's too late." I stared at her in confusion. Then suddenly she said simply, "I ate it."