dormitory fire
a short story about a dorm evacuation, fortunate misfortune, and unexpected romance
I was in the shower when the fire alarm went off, which is everyone’s worst nightmare, but not mine.
My sophomore year of college had thus far been a continuation of my antics from freshman year, punctuated by self-deprecation for the amusement of others, proving that I had learned nothing except how to be a wiser fool. The sufferings I imposed upon myse…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Persona Non Propria to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.


