Flash Fiction: Dare

I dare you, chicken.

Paula knew me well. She knew what would incite me. She was my older sister after all. And in my opinion, she was someone even the devil would not want to associate with.

Back then, I was just a scrawny thirteen year old kid, who was just entering his rebel phase. I wanted to prove to the world that I was a real badass. Completing my older sister’s dare seemed like an opportunity to snatch that proof.

Snow had covered up the obstacle course. It was much much tougher than I had expected it to be. I never knew that this little dare would set me out on the path to greatness.

This is the incident I think back to most during these days, while I scale all those icy peaks.


Word Count: 135

Prompt:

FFfAW Challenge – 198th

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