A Cursed Camera!

by Steven Lee
Woohoo! Semester break! I'm going to stick myself to the Playstation until I finished all the chapters of my favorite game of all time - Metal Gear Solid series. Finally, after the long streak of exam and those stuff, I got the chance to indulge myself into world of gaming. The 'Beast of Gaming' had been unleashed. 'Muahahahahaha! I'm gonna take over the world of gaming', an evil laughed did by me just beside my mom.

'Stanley, you know that we were planning to send you to your grandparent's place while me and your dad were going for vacation', my mom interrupted me from my wildest dream.

'But mom......', I replied with a whimper and a face full with cuteness begging to stay home for the semester break.

'No but, remember the last time I left you home alone? You almost got our home burn down!' She said with tones that full with irony. Ya ya... I almost got the house burn down last semester break. But you couldn't blame me, the kettle didn't make the 'beep beep' sound. How should I know the water were boiling that time. I admit it that was my fault that I got too into gaming at that time and forgot about boiling the water. But people changed, right?

'Mom, you knew that grandpa's place doesn't install Wi-Fi, for social media junkie like me, I wouldn't survive there!', typical excuse made by me whenever we were going to visit my grandparents.

'No no, not this time, you got to go there, you know we can't afford getting our house burn down, sweetie.', said by mom looking to my eyes with her evil smile. That joke never end. From the conversation, I guessed I'm 100% sure that I'm going to this Wi-Fi-less zone. I meant even cellular data were out of service there. Oh god! I'm going to die there.

Seems like there was no escape for me, if I changed myself into a more enthusiastic towards nature, maybe I will enjoy this trip. Pulled it together, Stanley! We only going to survive for one week, we definitely can survive this! Oh god! I already started talking to myself in the journey towards my grandparent's house, the signal bar on my phone started to decrease to no reception. Urghhh, goodbye Facebook, goodbye Tweeter, goodbye Instagram, goodbye Typotic...... too many farewell to do. 'You gonna make it! You gonna make it! You are the one and only Stanley! You are strong!' I kept on mumbling to myself.

'Stanley, looks like we have arrive to gran-gran's house, aren't you excited?' My dad said it with sarcasm.

'Now go, go greet your gran-gran now' Order from my mom pointing to an old house in front of us.

I stepped out of the car and walked towards the house and I saw my grandparents were waving hand at me. I simply waved back and dragged my luggage into the house.

'Oh, young Stan-Stan, great to see you again!' Both of my grandparents greeted me with a hug.

'Great to see both of you too, Gran-gran' I replied with a bit annoying. I know, I know I shouldn't treated them that way but my feeling was at deep of a well. No more social media for me. I put my luggage down and went for a shower. After the shower, things changed, I felt the harmony of the surrounding. So refreshing! I started to like this place. Putting away all the gadgets and enjoyed the nature. I picked a tree and lay beneath it, thinking nothing, just harvest the harmony aura.

My grandfather came to me and said: ' seems like you enjoy yourself a lot, Stan-Stan,hahaha.'

'This is definitely something new for me and I like it a lot hahaha' we both laughed together.

'Hey, Stan, you know that when I was at your age, I wandered the whole village to explore everything I could. Waterfalls, mountain and jungle, I just simply going those place with friends and think of something to play. I think you should do the same.' My grandpa told me with a grin.

I started my journey of explorer and by that I meant going around my grandparents's house. Hmmm, I never noticed that here was so big and is the triple size of our house, every single inch of this place contain something mystery. Worms,bugs,birds,plants and many more. So many life energy surrounded me, I felt alive for the first time.

I continued my journey to keep on exploring the surrounding and I stumbled across a secret underground tunnel just beside the house. Although the entrance was cover with grasses and leaves, but nothing can escape my eyes. Driven by curiosity, I moved towards the entrance and swept away the grasses and leaves. I gently open the cover and there were staircases led to complete darkness. I used my phone's flashlight and went down.

As I continued, the tunnel became narrow and narrower, the tunnel's surrounding was filled with dust and cobweb. The light of my phone could only shone a few meters away. After about 10 minutes, I reached the end of the tunnel, huh, there were nothing special here, come and think about it, I remember that grandpa said that there were a secret tunnel near the house and it was built for them to hide away from the army during the war time. Due to the dusty environment , I decided to leave this place.

As I turned around and the first step I landed, I heard a trigger's sound, the end of the tunnel turned slowly and I was brought to another tunnel, I walked slowly into the tunnel. There was a box lying on the ground. A wooden box with gold frame. I opened the box slowly and I found an old camera inside it. Yep! the camera was definitely old, not the modern type DSLR, I wondered whether the camera still function, I took a picture of the room. Flashlight brighten up the tunnel for a split seconds, it still work but this thing didn't run on film, it looks like those can instant print out the photo one. The question is where were the photo's templates? My Sherlock Holmes modes was on! I checked the box and discovered the photo's templates. Three of them left, I took the templates and camera out with me.

Hmmmm, what should I took a pictures first? For you information, I'm quite good at photography, haha. I promised myself to took whatever I saw when I got out of this tunnel.

I opened the cover and light began to shine in, arghhh my eyes, neeeh, just kidding, an old bike appeared in front of me. I lay down and tried to get an angle. 'Kakcha' , a photo came out showing the back tyre was kind of blurry. Huh!? Maybe something wrong with the template or the camera, or else the picture would be perfect! Never mind ! For now, I got a bike and I'm going to ride it.

I took the bike and went for a spin. As I pedal with my lighting speed, suddenly the back tyre loosen and fell out. I crashed into lamp pole and injured my arm.I took out the template, the vague image suddenly turned clear and it was showing that the bicycle's back tyre was loosen and there bolt and nut on the ground.

I think it must be just a coincidence, there will be zero possibility that the camera possessed some kind of supernatural power. I'm still in shocked while that happened. I tried to analyse and understand the situation.

Suddenly, some flashback clear me up with the whole picture, as I remembered, I was once told by grandma that during the war time, there was a young girl got raped by the army and her nude's photos were all around the streets just to show that the villagers had to show respect and followed their order was a must. It must be it! The young girl cursed the camera, or else she must be living inside it.

Although all the connection and evidence linked together, I still hoping that this was just a coincidence. I hold up the camera and took a second picture. This time I picked a tree so that there will nothing worse happened. 'Kakcha', the second photo came out. The upper part of the tree was blurry. At the exact moment, cloud gathered on top of me and condensed, lighting struck out and hit the tree. The tree was on fire and it look exactly the same after the picture turned clear.

I thought my assumption was correct, I had to think of something to deal with this cursed camera. I had to let this camera vanished and never fall for the wrong hand. I went back to the tunnel and tried to put the camera back to it original place. Shockingly there were more photo's templates there! The box where full with photo's templates and the picture of the girl. I fell to the ground when I saw one of them. There were also some blood on the ground in written form as 'You're Doomed!', 'You're next!', 'Oh, you found me!' , 'NO Escape'. All of my body parts became frozen, I'm like a shaking ice , body parts shivered and trembled and body temperature dropped a lot. I knew I had to get out of there. I woke myself by slapping in my own face and running towards the entrance of the tunnel.

As I got out, I immediately rushed into my grandparents's house and took a shovel with me. The only way to deal with this is to bury the camera. I dug a large hole, estimated can fit a living chicken. After I finished the digging, I took out the camera and whispered to it

'Stay where that you belong to, I will definitely think of something to let you feel better!' and I threw the camera down into the hole.

'Don't you dare make promise that you can't keep! I said NO ESCAPE!' a whisper from behind me that release the goosebumps of my body.

Flashlight shone on my face as the camera landed, a picture came out from the camera.

It was me! and a blurry shadow of a long hair girl behind me......
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PenFairy

PenFairy

May 20, 2015 - 09:29 Loved it! Enjoyed it...Continue writing... :)
Steven Lee

Steven Lee

May 20, 2015 - 10:04 Glad you liked it =)
PenFairy

PenFairy

May 20, 2015 - 10:23 Reading more helps in improving your grammar..but continue writing..enjoying ur vivid imagination :)
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

May 20, 2015 - 10:03 hhahaha.. the way u write steven makes me smile lol :P goodbye typotic?? lol are u kidding me thats funny.. u still gotta work on grammar but other than that the theme and the over all story is AWESOME!! loved it :P keep up and keep on doin better.. P:S u dont sound like 18 when u write.. (if u r 18 :P).. and mind!! thats a compliment =)
Steven Lee

Steven Lee

May 20, 2015 - 10:10 Yaya , I'm that person that put in some part of real life me into it , and i'm kinda like communicate with reader, I do that a lot. Definitely I will do much harder to improve my grammar, but i think i improved a lot compare to last time hehe =) yep I'm 18, am i younger or older when i write haha=)
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

May 20, 2015 - 10:11 Younger! lol and funnier :P :P :P and yeah congrats for improving *winks.. keep on doin better :D :D
Steven Lee

Steven Lee

August 28, 2015 - 18:25 sinister 2 in on cinema now u watch it alrdy ? Help me gt my new inspiration
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 28, 2015 - 20:18 no i dint.. though i would.. i loved the first partttt so frickin scary wasnt it? :P
Mahoobee

Mahoobee

May 21, 2015 - 10:30 Full of humor. Interesting. :D
abbywookie

abbywookie

May 22, 2015 - 04:51 'beep beep' and 'kakcha', huh? =D haha
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 20, 2015 - 11:47 changed ur username steven?? caught ya :D
Steven Lee

Steven Lee

August 26, 2015 - 06:25 haha u got me .....working on secret project now......coming soon
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 26, 2015 - 11:40 ooohhhh... excited ^-^

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