This is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales photo prompt.
photo by Daniel Garcia via Unsplash
There were the friends who dared her to run across the dual carriageway, who fired her up with their hysterical goading.
There were the friends with the twitchy thumbs, their phones held out, ready to film her as she darted through the traffic.
And there were the friends who grabbed her arms as she slid over the wall, and pulled her back.
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You wonderfully capture that dangerous line that adolescents (and often older but let’s not go there) disregard – the frisson line. Those that have your back are the keepers but they don’t necessarily feel that way when adrenaline and other potent hormones are raging through the veins.
Thank Goodness sense prevailed 💜
For once 🙂
Not often 💜
🙂
That was beautiful. Thank you for a non-tragic end!
Kids do enough stupid things without me inventing them 🙂
Haha! Yeah! You are hilarious
🙂
Deftly done!
Thank you!
The true friends.
A boy was killed running across the subway station tracks here on a dare just last year…(K)
I don’t know why they want to do things like that, as if life isn’t fraught enough as it is.
Adolescence is a mystery…and some never grow out of it, unfortunately.
It should never have been invented.
I love this! You are such a good writer.
Thank you!
Some of those don’t seem like friends to me. 😦
Some people find it hard to judge. Anyone who speaks to them is a ‘friend’.
Facebook in real life. ~.~
Exactly. Who’s got the most friends.