Gabrielle Stanley
Joined May 2022
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I Could've Burned
I am twenty-one, sitting on the back deck with my father. My brother gifted him with a fire pit this past Christmas, and so occasionally we get a fire going and make s’mores. The firewood doesn’t burn very well, often producing more smoke than anything else, and no matter where I sit I always seem to be the one getting caught in the crossfire. Tonight is no different. I close my eyes, already feeling them burning and beginning to water, and for a moment I’m thirteen.
By Gabrielle Stanley2 years ago in Confessions