Tag: fire

  • Sneaking Out

    “You feel like you’re getting burned, but I promise, you’re not.  This plan is fool proof and I have done it before.”  Sam was trying to talk me into sneaking out of my house and meeting him for the biggest party of the school year – our senior year.  I was pretty sure – 99% sure –…

  • Send a Message

    “We only wanted to send a message,” I stumbled over my words, but finally managed to get them out  We had only been trying to pull a prank on Justin, but everything had gone horribly wrong.  Matt had left me behind to get caught which was not surprising.  He was the type of guy who would never take responsibility…

  • Bonfires

    “We were never here,” Savannah said as we quickly exited through the back door of Tyler’s house.  I let the door slam as the sirens got closer.  “Who called the police?”  I asked as we ran toward the alley.  “Let’s just get away first.  If I get arrested, I’m headed straight back to juvie.  I sure as hell won’t go…

  • The Swing

    “I did all my homework at that swing,” I said pointing at the old tire swing hanging in the open field.  “And wrote all my stories for the paper there.”  The tire swing looked as if no one had used it in years.  When I still lived at home, I had tried to oil the tire a few times…

  • Getting Fired

    “How did Michael take it?” I asked as I finished washing the dishes.  “Not well.  But better than I thought he would.  His face flushed, but there wasn’t any screaming or yelling so that’s good.  I guess.”  Zach finished putting the leftovers into the fridge and turned to me, sighing.  He crossed his arms as he leaned back onto…

  • Possession

    “Possessions matter little,” I tried to tell myself as I watched my house go up in flames.  I knew I shouldn’t care about the material items I was losing right before my eyes, but my home.  Where would I sleep tonight and what would I wear to work tomorrow?  Would I even go to work tomorrow?  Was this finally my…

  • The Window

    “We don’t have any windows.  How do we not have any windows?”  I took a deep breath and tried to calm my beating heart.  I was claustrophobic and if there weren’t windows in the hotel room, the walls started closing in.  “I was told there were windows,” Jeff said sensing my anxiety.  He gently took my arm and led…

  • The Fire

    The fire burned brightly and I could see it from almost a mile away.  I knew it had to be Rich starting the fire pit in the backyard.  He was the only one who could ever make the fire that big or even wanted to.  I wondered what this would signal for the rest of the night.  When…

  • The Treehouse

    I moved into my treehouse on the very first day of every summer without fail.  I was scared to be stuck inside year-round and found that I slept better when there was air moving around me.  Every school year I spent most of my free time updating and renewing my treehouse space.  Our house was small and since I was the youngest of…