"Smile!" the stupid man in front of me said with a rubber chicken in his hand. He was waving it around as though it were alive with its head chopped off.
"Say, Chicken!" he told me, making the poor rubber blob shake. He looked so dumb. Did he think I was 3?
I did as he said and I smiled. I laughed inside when I got to see the look of disgust on his face as he saw the look at mine. "Smile" was a loose term for what I was doing. I knew it looked more like a grimace, but I was so done with this place.
The blinding light flashed again and I let my face fall. Hopping off the chair, I walked away quickly.
Picture day. I hated it.
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