My birthday is on a holiday that involves fireworks – and lots of them – all across the country. As a child – maybe around 10, I accidentally caught on fire during a birthday celebration. I don’t know how it happened. The idea to Stop! Drop! and Roll! NEVER occurred to me as the back of my romper burned to a crisp. I just remember telling my mom that I was on fire and she and all of the other adults proceeded to literally beat my ass until the fire was out. Thankfully, I suffered no longterm physical injuries, but the experience left me deathly afraid of fire and fireworks that are not professionally done.
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