MAN, MY CHEST IS HEAVY
(GENRE: HISTORICAL FICTION)
Photo By Bikurgurl
By Neel Anil Panicker
‘Damn’t’, Tom cursed.
Hoping to beat the crowd, the 16-year old had arrived a good three hours before.
An hour more of standing in the serpentine queue; his fate was sealed.
The counter screamed the ‘SOLD OUT’ board.
‘NO TICKETS FOR MY FAVE ARIANA GRANDE SHOW,’ he shrieked out.
It was then that he heard it.
First a small pop sound, then a massive cracker blast…
He turned around: the foyer was a blazing inferno.
Madness prevailed thereafter.
Amidst wild cries, someone shouted, ‘blast…suicide…’
People began to run helter skelter.
For once Tom was glad the tickets were sold out.
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