The rise of the fire devils. by write hand blue 100 Word Story writing prompt entry |
I'm twelve years old and on our annual school camp holiday where we sleep under canvas. This evening is spent around a large camp fire with music as we toast our marshmallows over flaming logs. Flames dance through smelly wood smoke, while sparks leap skyward, before twisting back towards us; we call them 'fire devils.' Then one fire devil went down the back of my neck under my clothing. My scream alerts the new boy Danny, who quickly grabs a bottle of water to douse it. While our eyes lock, I take a deep breath as my heart misses several beats. Sleep escapes me tonight for the first time ever, with my mind full of feelings; the name "Danny" is on my lips. "Is this true love?" I ask myself.
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