Sneak peak of my newest story…
Bombers
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The flames dance around my slowly charring skin. Familiar scenes flash before my wide violet eyes. My years at littlie in school, my days before turning sixteen, waking up after the surgery, then agreeing to take on this stupid stunt. Of course, it wasn't until ten minutes after it that the person—the ugly—pushed me. I see Hoden trying to convince me not to go to the party altogether. Why didn't I listen? I think, watching the fire lick at my hands.
Because he's ugly. That's why.
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