"Smile!" Sam yelled from behind the camera. I turned to face the camera, my grin widening. Light flashed in front of my eyes, but it didn't blind me. Sam walks over to show me the picture.
      It looked perfect to me. My smile was perfect, my hair looked perfect, I looked perfect. I didn't look so bad. "See?" Sam asked. "I told you! You look so beautiful!" They smiled at me. "Want to take another picture?" I nod. "Why not?"
     I walk to the same spot I stood for the last picture and Sam positioned the camera in front of me. "Three!" They shouted. "Two! One!"
     My eyes snapped open. I was laying in my bed. I wasn't standing in front of a camera, taking pictures. I wasn't smiling wide and waiting for Sam to take pictures of me. I wasn't really there. It never even happened. Then what will happen now?
      It never even happened. If only it did.