Wow! Alcohol, bravado and speed are never a good idea. I could picture this in my head – gruesome, well done AJ
I wrote this story for the lovely Jen over at Ink And Quill. She has very kindly featured me as her guest writer today, which is exciting! 🙂 She asked me to write a brand new story to be used as part of that post, and this is what I was able to come up with.
Please visit Ink and Quill for some wonderful poetry and inspiring guest writers and poets 🙂
Live a Little
By Adam Dixon
I can still remember the night that I died; it’s seared into my mind like a cattle brand, white-hot and permanent. I can still hear the sound of my own laughter in my ears coupled with the cheers and encouragement of my friends. I can still feel the bitter wind tearing at my hair and clothes as I waved my arms above my head. I can still see the painted lines…
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