OK, firstly(: I'm still working on my story -you know the one with no title- just to let you know, but i've been distacted and i've written a few short stories..Hope there not ttooo lame(:
I was mad when i wrote this so its just kinda of this kid about to die .-. Lol i named him Gavin..and i don't know anyone named Gavin soo it's all good.
The flames raged on, now reaching to the ceiling. The smell was toxic and filled my lungs. There was no way out, i was going to die. Right here. Tonight.
Every breath i took burned my lungs but i still gasped, helplessly trying to get fresh air. Maybe i'd pass out before the flames got to me, But i've never been lucky.
The fire crept forward, trapping me against the back wall. It licked greedly at my feet and shot up my legs. The pain was unbearable and instant, yet i never passed out from it.
The scent of burning flesh and muscle faintly mixed in with the smoke as the flames continued up, setting me fully on fire.
Stop, drop, and roll the only reasonable thoughts going through my mind. Unfortunatly, i was surrounded by an island of flames. When the wall at my back caught, i was done for. If i made it that long..
There short i know..
xoxo;)