They made fun of her. Fun on what ever she spoke or what ever she did. She felt extremely frustrated and irritated. She wanted to shout at them that she is not a joker, not a clown, not a fool, not a loser. She wanted to slap them and become a monster, an arrogant lady or a scary vampire. That evening she came across the pic to choose whom she wants to become, to give the teasers a good shot. What attracted her is not the joker, not the clown image , not the scary pics, not the funny ones.. but her own shadow. Her identity, her wisdom, her patience. She choose to be who she is ! And win the evil laughters by being herself.
Strong & Elegant
The very core of your writing while appearing agreeable at first, did not work very well with me personally after some time. Somewhere within the sentences you managed to make me a believer unfortunately just for a short while. I nevertheless have a problem with your leaps in assumptions and one might do well to help fill in those gaps. In the event you can accomplish that, I could surely be fascinated.
It is a photo story fiction , and everyone’s situation and perception varies. Thanks for sharing your feedback definitely