"It will be fun", (friend 1) and (friend 2) had said, "The light will create a nice atmosphere"
How sitting in a circle with thirty people, pressed together tightly because there was no space anymore was supposed to be fun was beyond you. But you listened... for them. Now they were sitting between the other girls and you were left alone on your little damp log. At least you had some space for yourself. Quietly you hummed to yourself. The fire was beautiful. Rich yellows, gentle oranges and bright reds dancing, rising into the air then recoiling again. I