"Smile for the picture!" a woman yelled snapping a picture of a young girl in an orange dress with long blonde hair and tan skin.

"Mommy I don't want to be a model." the girl has already told the woman taking the picture this almost a million times, but it is always the same response.

"No! you will be a model and make this family money. You will be a young sex model, AND you have no say what you want." there it was. The 'you have no idea what you want so I control you.'

"no one will see your sadness in the photos, A" the mother said to the girl known as A.

The mother grabbed the little girl and left the lake, they got into their car and started to drive home, "I have somewhere to be later, so you will be home alone." the mother looked at A who was distracted with the rain that had started to pour down. "Alright mommy" she sighed sadly knowing her mother would want a picture of her in the rain.

When they got to their small white house the mother took out her camera and pointed it at A.

A smiled and saw the flash of the photo being captured so she dropped the smile and ran inside whilst her mother made tuna. She put a plate with a sliced tuna sandwich in front of A and then left the house to get the pictures developed...

The next day was slightly windy and the rain from the previous day had left the grass wet and slippery. A's mother had bought a laced pink dress for new pictures.

A's mother made her put on the dress so she could take a photo of A in the backyard, she did not give A shoes, for she did not need them and it would also make the picture more beautiful.

"Come A!" Her mother called from outside, A did as she was told. Her Mother posed her with her back facing the tall tree, and her left side facing their fence. A put her left arm on her right and stared at her bare feet. Anger built inside her as her mother snapped the picture.

A looked up at the gate that led to the street, outside that gate. Outside her mother's rules. She was free to do what she wanted to do.

A started to run. She slammed her small body through the gate and ran down the street, ignoring her mother's angry calls.

A had no idea where she was going or what she was going to do but the one thing she did know is that now... She was free.

...

A is for the girl that ran AWAY to pursue her hopes and dreams.