My birthday is coming up in the next few days. My parents had asked me what I wanted for my birthday this morning. I told them I wanted a camera that could print out the pictures you have taken. I loved taking pictures of people but it would always be in low quality. It would be great if I could get an actual camera.

      On the day of my birthday, I opened up my presents and found that they got the camera I had asked for. For the next few days, all I did was take pictures of anything and everything. One day I was trying to take a picture of a squirrel so I climbed up a tree. It just rained the other day so the tree was still wet. I accidentally slipped and dropped my camera in the river. When i went to retrieve it, it looked perfectly fine until the screen started flashing when I browsed through the pictures. Assuming the damage was cause by the water, I took it to a repair shop to see if they could do anything about it. They switched the screen and it was perfectly fine again- or so I thought...

       The screen started flashing even more and the camera started making a weird noise. Then the camera started printing out pictures- terrifying pictures. The pictures showed dead people. There was also a number on the pictures. The next day, I was watching the news. Someone got stabbed by a knife and died. My camera then printed out another picture and it matched exactly to the one on TV. The numbers written there were 02032007. That is today´s date, February 3rd, 2007. I then realized that the camera determines how someone will die and when they will die.

      As days went by, my camera continued printing out deaths and more people had died. That camera is a curse. I tried destroying the camera but it always repair itself. I tried hiding it somewhere but it always finds its way back into my room. One day, the camera flashed again and printed out a picture. The person in the picture was me with a knife through my chest. I tried doing everything I could to get rid of the photo thinking nothing will happened if I did. Nothing worked... The numbers were 02052007. I will die on February 5th, 2007. That is today. I told myself to not leave this house today at all costs. I don´t want to die! I have never lived with so much fear in my life.

      My mom came knocking on the door saying someone is here to visit me. I opened the door and let them in. I did not know who it was. It turned out letting him in was a mistake. He was carrying a knife. That knife had the numbers 02052007 carved on it. The same numbers that was shown on the photo. He is here to kill me. That camera ended my life.