Camera- Nail

“Hey—what’s with this camera?” he demanded.
I stepped up behind him to see the snapshot. “Oh, nooooo,” I groaned.
The photo came out very clear and bright. It showed Jon howling in pain. His
eyes shut. His mouth open in a scream.
His leg was raised. He was holding on to his sneaker with both hands.
He was holding on to his sneaker because a huge nail was sticking up from the
top. An enormous carpenter’s nail—nearly as big as a pencil—shoved up through the
center of Jon’s foot!
...
But Jon took off, running up the hill through the swaying weeds.
I started after him—but stopped when I heard a shrill bleat. And then Jon’s
horrifying roar of pain soared out over the lawn.
...
And saw Jon holding his sneaker, his face twisted in pain.
Even in the dim moonlight, I could see the huge nail pushing up through his foot.

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