Once upon a time there lived a girl named Astra. She lived with her mom they ran and owned a photo shop. The shop was named C&W Pics next door lived her best friend Asher they had sort of a love hate relationship with each other. Every day Astra went to school, came home, worked 2 hours in the shop with Asher (more if they wanted to get paid), then had a basic evening. At night though they would sneak into the dark room which was not connected to the main building and spend countless fruitless ours looking for some info about her dad. They had not found anything except for he was the co-owner of the shop (C&W = Constance and Wyatt) witch they already knew. Until one day Astra was looking for pictures of Andorra for a family history project and suddenly the photo credit caught her eye the photographer was Wyatt Vilaska. Her dad! As soon as she got home, she immediately questioned her mom about it her mom however only teared up closed the shop and went upstairs after a few hours of more specific searching she pulled up more and more pictures taken b ye him then they heard a loud crash she ran upstairs and found her mom on the floor Asher ran home and his mom called 911 she was taken to the hospital and admitted her instantly while the shop is temporarily closed she did a dep cleaning something her mom loved to do and saw a box labeled memories of us the good and the bad she opened the box and on top was a yellowing piece of paper that said
Mr. and Mrs. Vilaska Constance + Wyatt July 8, 2000, 9834 innovation ave. please rsvp with picture
Astra was about to dig farther into the box when she heard the front door jingle. That is odd, she thought. I locked it. “Sorry,” she called out “but the shop is closed” “and yet you were the one begging me to come back!” Called a familiar voice. “Aunt Sella!!” She cried, “What are you doing here?” “I've come to help out around here now that your mom is well…” She pulled Astra into a hug,” thanks aunt Stella.” She went upstairs to help her aunt settle in, all thought of the box was forgotten. The next day they went to the hospital to visit her mom and found out she was in a coma-like state. Aunt Stella ran out crying, and Astra followed a few minutes later. Wanting to give her some time alone, she went over to Asher's house. When she finally went home, Aunt Stella was nowhere to be found. Astra looked in her aunts' room and saw nothing out of place except for a photo on the bed. She moved closer and saw that it was of her mom and aunt when they were younger. All a sudden the picture began to swirl, and Aunt Stella came rolling out!