For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #98, where we write about this photo from the Google Photo Frame. Sorry, very dark this week. She appears very sad, far as I could see.
He had been her first love. They were going to be together forever so, when he had asked to take pornographic photos of her, why not? They were just a bit of fun to be shared privately with each other, so where was the harm?
Then, the row, the split. As if that had not been heart-breaking enough, her classmates now seemed to have her naked picture on their phones. Her embarrassment was just one huge joke to them. In the corridor, she heard sniggers from boys years younger than her, boys she did not even know.
Rushing home that evening, Rachel scurried straight up the stairs to her bedroom. She did not even seem to want to join the family for supper that night.
Rachel’s mum discovered her body the next morning.