Post by cecelia on Sept 13, 2007 13:01:58 GMT -5
Holding the small magical camera that Cecelia grasp carefully in her hands, she held it an arms length away from her face, squinting at the small hole that she expected was the thing you were suppose to look through. Cecelia was never the one behind the camera, she was usually the one in front of it. Capturing a moment in time was not really her thing, she wouldn’t even call it art, but photography was her mothers favorite thing to do and she was determined to learn how to use a camera and show her pictures that she took all by herself. Almost as if she were afraid to, Cecelia drew the camera closer to her face; deciding that it was impossible to see anything through the small hole when it was so far away.
When the camera was close enough to her eyes, she bit down on her bottom lip, and pressed down on the button located at the top of the camera. A moment later she heard a small click and a small smile spread across her lips. Kneeling down to the grass, Cecelia's greens eyes gaze around the park to see what else she could capture.
When the camera was close enough to her eyes, she bit down on her bottom lip, and pressed down on the button located at the top of the camera. A moment later she heard a small click and a small smile spread across her lips. Kneeling down to the grass, Cecelia's greens eyes gaze around the park to see what else she could capture.
