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Polaroid Shows the Future

My neighbor wants to see her photo, But I do not let her peek as it develops, because I did that with my cousin Louisa Annabelle. Louisa Annabelle was horrified as the Polaroid darkened up. She was gone, disappeared, invisible. There was only a background. Where did I go? She demanded. This is when I realized this is no ordinary camera. Understanding that in the future she will not be around. “Has it developed yet?” Mrs. McPeek asked. I jumped a bit, for she was looking over my shoulder. My hair is so long! She said. And who is that baby? Sure enough, she was holding a new baby in a blue blanket. I kept quiet. She already has four boys from ten to five. So this future seeing camera must be about a year ahead. Why don’t you take a selfie? My granddaughter asked me. I did not dare. I am an old woman. I am not ready to know, I doubt I could take only the background.

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