make your own photo essay: a short story contest with no prize
I found a bunch of photo disks in my computer desk tonight and figured I would go through them and start deleting and/or saving the good pictures.
One disk was from Halloween of last year. The three pictures below are of this guy that was walking around our neighborhood that day. No one knew who he really was. All I know is that he freaked me out. He purposefully walked just like Michael Meyers. He didn't talk. He was creepy.
Sometimes I like to take old photos and make up short stories about them. Really short stories, like short-short stories. The word short looks funny if you type it a bunch of times. Sort of like boobies. You should try it.
Anyhow, I thought it would be cool if you all wrote a short description of what's going on in the pictures. Or a short short short (see, it's really funny) story.
And where the hell did everyone go tonight? Am I the only one inside?