Pictures Are My Life

Pictures are my life. I'm a phototgrapher. My name is Clove Evelyn Rose. I have long red-orange wavy hair and green eyes.
I have exactly 21 different camras, and they are all professional ones. My mom is a teacher, and she leaves at 6:00 in the morning and comes back at 6:00 in the evening.
I've graduated college already, I'm 20 now, and I'm done with school for the rest of my life.
And I'm about to go on the biggest adventure of my life.

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1. Pictures Are My Life

You already know about me. So why go over it again? Exactly, there's no point.

Right now I'm at my house, deciding which camera to take to school. I was going to an Elemetary school all this week to take pictures of the grade fives playing basketball for the first time. I was putting together a sports magazine this month and I was going to feature them in it.

I decided on my big Canon camera becuase it had great zoom, and to get close ups I couldn't exactly stick a camera in the kids faces'. So I packed my Canon into it's case and slung it over my shoulder after changing into a pair of black skinny jeans and a hoodie.

 

When I reached the school I went to the main office and grabbe a vistor's pass. The secretary directed me to the gym and I took out my camera. I turned it on and walked to the basket ball rack. I took a close up of a basketball, I would use that for the cover of the magazine.

The class soon came, and after changing, they were divided into two teams. The two teams got either a red or a blue pinee and the blue team went over to one half of the gym while red went to the other.

The game started and I managed to snap a picture of the first shot, which went in.

I snapped tons of photos, but my favourite one was of a shy blonde girl dunking the ball.

They played two games and then the bell rang for next class. All the students left, and I put away my camera. I stayed awhile in the gym, looking over all the pictures and mentally put the magazine together. I thought it would turn out to be a great magazine, once I had the next four days of pictures.

By the time I got home again it was already five pm. I ordered some pizza and headed up to my room. I printed all the pictures and typed up some print to go with each one. It was a long process, but I enjoyed it.

Soon I had a fifth of the magazine done, all I could do now was eat my pizza and wait for tomorrow.

 

A/N Okay, so I know the first chapter is short, but I just reall wanted to get it out. The next  ones will all be longer, I promise.

 

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