A short story for Christmas, from me to you! Thanks for reading/liking/following this year! ❤
“Scaredy-cat!” The taunt comes from a few metres away. I look up to see a boy with mischievous brown eyes and a gap-toothed grin speeding towards me on his skates.
Barry, it’s always Barry.
He’d made it onto the slippery surface of the ice rink ahead of me, along with a few other kids who are now bombing around.
Well, it sure looks like fun. I sigh. Why can’t I summon up the courage to join them on the ice?
My legs shake as I teeter on narrow metal blades. My whole body is quivering like a wobbly jelly. It’s all I can do to clutch on to the support rail outside the rink, and stop myself from toppling over.
I watch with envy as my older sister Hannah swishes towards me, “Come on! You’re missing out on all the fun!” She beckons at me before whooshing past…
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