‘‘RUN’’ came a voice from the next room.
I was dizzy from the petrol fumes and didn’t react in time.
Within what felt like seconds the whole room I was standing in was alight.
I hadn’t let on to the local boys that I thought it was wrong.
I wanted to be one of them.
I wanted to fit in.
It was stupid and I will probably always have scars from the third degree burns I suffered.
I’m just glad I’m alive, some of the boys weren’t so lucky.
I’ve never felt the need to fit in ever again.
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15 thoughts on “Petrol Fumes: Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge”
A well-told cautionary tale. 🙂
Thank you 🙂
There are some experiences that we wish we’ve never had I would say.
That’s for sure 😦 🙂
Fitting in is not all it’s cracked up to be, is it? A good warning to all who might read. Wanting to fit in doesn’t stop with children.
Thanks Rochelle 🙂
Alight is one word and I think you need to add the letter ‘t’ to the word though in your fourth line.
Story was good and the lesson learned was implicit. Well done.
Thanks 🙂 I’m really bad at checking my own work – I see whats in my head, not the page.
Peer pressure: we’ve all been there.
Nice one with a good message.
Thank You 🙂
A very painful lesson to learn, poor kid. Great story.
Part of growing up is that need to feel part of the group… sadly