The Camera is a scary story about a teenage boy who wants to buy a present for his father. He goes to a flea market and buys a used digital camera. It is based on a story by Gerbillote.
There was a boy named Matthew who was 14 years old. It was his father’s birthday and he wanted to buy him something nice. Unfortunately he didn’t have very much money, so he decided to go to a flea market.
Browsing through the stalls and car boot sales, he spotted a camera. He remembered that his father had always wanted one, so he picked it up and took a look at it. The camera was a bit old and there were scratches and scuff-marks on the outside, but when he looked through the viewfinder, everything was clear. Even though it was second-hand, it seemed in good condition.
To see if it worked, he took a picture of a large mirror that was propped up against a nearby table. He asked the seller how much he wanted for it. The price was cheaper than he had expected, so he immediately handed over the cash and bought it.
As he was leaving, the seller mentioned that the camera had once belonged to four college students who had mysteriously disappeared. When he heard this, Matthew was a little unnerved. All of a sudden, he heard the sound of breaking glass. When he spun around, he saw that the mirror he had taken a picture of had just fallen over and shattered into tiny pieces.
That evening, Matthew, his mother and his little brother waited anxiously for his father to come home from work. As soon as he opened the front door, they shouted “Happy Birthday!” and started giving him their gifts. The camera was exactly what his father had wanted. He went out to the garden to test out the camera and took a photo of a tree and the family dog.
A few hours later, the tree withered and died. The family dog ran out in front of a car and was killed. Saddened by these events, Matthew sat alone in the garden and examined up the camera. He discovered that there were other photos saved in the memory. He found pictures that the four students had taken of themselves before their disappearance.
That was when it finally dawned on him. The camera was cursed. He had to tell his parents. He dropped the camera on the grass and ran inside the house.
“Dad! Dad! The camera is cursed!” he cried. “Whatever it takes of a picture of gets destroyed or dies!”
They raced out to the garden again and Matthew was horrified to see his brother playing with the camera. Quickly, he ran over and snatched it out of the little boy’s hands.
“Did you take any pictures?” Matthew demanded.
“Yes, why?” his brother replied.
Matthew’s heart sank. “What did you take a picture of?” he asked.
“I took a picture of the sun!” said his brother. “Cool, right?”
Just then, it started to grow very dark…