A Short Story : The Story Of The Fire : A Story?

The smoke is filling up more rooms. It’s very hard to see. We have two animals, but where’s the third? She’s nowhere to be found and it’s not safe to stay inside. My dad has breathed in so much smoke. “I just want to lay down Bailey,” he states. He can’t lay down, we are almost to the door. Sirens are blaring from the fire trucks outside. Volunteer firefighters are running in without gear on to try and fight this fire themselves. In a small town, everyone knows everyone and they want to do whatever they can to help out.

“Where’s the fire ma’am?” the young man said. “ You get in there and answer that question for yourself, young man. I called you twenty minutes ago. Is our house about to burst into flames while we’re standing out here?”

“Don't listen to him,” her mother says, taking her hand and leading her inside the small house, closing the door on him. “He'll come around, Awen, you'll see. Please, sit down. We have so much to get caught up on, and I just put dinner in the oven.”

Right now, she is trying to soothe the kids. She does this every night, and every night, the children go to bed with the promise that tomorrow would be a better day. I can hear her walk back into the room, but my eyes remain fixated on the fire, hypnotized by their dance; a fiery consumption that sends up sparks and ash. She silently begins to clean up the shattered mess, sweeping up the shards of glass, and soaking up the whiskey and gin. Her face is a ghostly white, completely devoid of emotion. The soft tinkling of the glass is? accompanied by the low crackling coming from the hungry flames.

“Oh I see where we took a wrong turn,” Kelley sighed with relief, “We have to take a right and then go straight all the way to that bridge.” They began walking, all relieved that they found a way out of the sticky situation that they were in. “I see our mom,” Will announced as they walked up towards their mom. Finally they reached Kelley and Will’s mom, “Why do you all look so nervous and sweaty?” Their mom questioned. All four of them laughed, “Just a bit nervous from the rides,” Makayla stuttered with an uneasy look on her face. Kelley and Will’s mom just looked at them and replied with, “Alright well it’s about 3 o’clock now, we have about four to five hours left before we need to leave so when it is 6:30 come and meet me back here and then we can leave.” Kelley nodded in agreement and laughed, “Yes ma'am.” Several hours passed by and it was now time for these four crazy teens to get going, “I’m so glad we found that map,” Kristin stated as her and Will walked out the exit gate. “Me too, I don’t know what we would of done without that map,” he whispered

The fire had blocked off an exit. “Go, run!”, Kalyca screamed. She went up to the coach and grabbed the driver’s shoulder. “Wait”, she ordered. The man obeyed frightfully and she sprinted over to them.

I heard soft footsteps coming for my door. Knock, knock. “Come in,” I sighed. My mom opened the door and walked over to my bed. I could smell her sweet perfume, and was overwhelmed with a feeling of content. “Madison, my cell phone is out of minutes for the month and I need to call somebody about an ad on craigslist. It won’t be long, sweetheart.” Tony always paid her phone bill, and they were on the same contract. My feeling of content faded into disappointment. I argued with my mom for a short moment, and soon realized it was not worth it. I handed over my shiny, yet beat up purple flip phone. Mom, looking a little guilty, strolled out of my room. I decided to follow her so that I could help myself to some dinner. Holding my phone in her hand, my mom, almost skipping, made it down the stairs and out the front door in record time. “Why is she going outside to make a phone call?” I asked myself. I searched the fridge and the cupboards for any sign of food that actually looked good to me. I didn’t find anything, so I huffed to myself and turned out of the deserted kitchen and back up the stairs. Instead of going into my dreadfully boring room, I walked into my sister’s room. “Madison, what the hell? Why don’t you ever knock?” Sydnie asked, accusingly. “I’m sorry,” I wasn’t sorry, “I just can’t find anything to eat and I’m bored. And Mom is outside on the phone with some person about something. My phone.” Syd squinted at me with her soft blue eyes through her freshly dyed black hair and her heavy dark eyeliner. She had been busy typing away on the Acer laptop she’d gotten for Christmas months before. She took her eyes off me and focused back onto the screen of her laptop. I stood there in her doorway sluggishly for minutes before she finally lifted herself out of her twin size bed and made her way through her messy room. I can’t remember a time when Sydnie’s room was clean. She

RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much

“You took longer than usual. Did you take a detour? Make out with any cheerleader’s boyfriend?” Evan asked. “I heard it was you. How could you seduce such a reasonable young man and use him to satisfy your own sick needs?” Steven asked as they switched places. It suddenly dawned on her that the only ones who would create rumors about her were her own brothers and suddenly she became furious. “Why would you do that?” she screamed at them. The boys flinched, they didn’t expect her to retaliate. “Do you honestly hate me that much that you’d allow a bunch of girls to beat me up over something I didn’t do? I ran for my life because of you. I was so scared, but I had no reason to be!” Her breathing seemed to echo throughout the house as they stood in surprise to Elora’s outbreak. She couldn’t take it, she wanted to cry. She was not a toy to her evil twin brothers, she did not want to be played with and pushed around. She let them fall. She sank to her knees and cried. The boys parted as her mother came running up the stairs. She too seemed truly surprised to find her daughter crying. She ordered the boys to their room and helped Elora to her feet. She cooed sweet things in her ear and wiped her tears away. They went downstairs and prepared dinner together.

“Mom!” Emily shrieked, panic filling her mind. She sprinted down the stairs to the basement, not bothering to wait for her little brother. Behind her, she heard Navin running after her, yelling at her to wait for him. She waved at him dismissively, knowing that she didn’t have any time to stop. Navin would just have to catch up to her.

“I’ve got a wonderful job offer so we are moving to Georgia,” her dad had spit out, finishing her mother’s sentence. Caylee’s happiness came tumbling down. Now she had wished it Zoe was getting something instead of this. “How could something like this happen?!” she had thought. Caylee didn’t want to move, she didn’t want to reply, she didn’t want to leave her friends, and she didn’t want to cry. Caylee ran out of the kitchen as her eyes filled with tears. Her mom had tried to grab as she ran, but she had pulled away.

“There's no hope left, the whole house is going to burn,” i yell out in fear as the ravishing heat hits my face as if it was a sucker punch. Macey calls all her children and the 4 kids run in order outside the house. “Wheres Ben !?” “We couldn't help him ma, the door collapsed and we couldn't go into his room to help him,” Will whimpers on the floor sobbing his pain away. In a heartbeat we see MAcey run in for her child, we yell out , “don't go, there isn’t nothing we can do!” She's gone in a beat of a second. Will escapes my grasp and follows his mother. Cracks are heard the house was tilting and in a blink of an eye it all collapse. My world had fallen into ashes like my home, my life had endured at that moment a pain that is un-humane, something that man suffers when their life is coming to an end. I had lost more than just a home, i had lost pieces of my within that burning

“yeah, yeah,’ smiled Abby. Abby was on her way. She was running a little late but it was okay Caleb would not care. Abby hopped into her black Mustang and headed for Caleb’s house. It was very stormy and hard to see much of the road. Abby drove very carefully. Caleb didn’t live more than fifteen miles away but to get to his house Abby still had to drive on the highway. After about fifteen minutes Marcus headed out in his mom’s car since Abby took the Mustang. The storm was getting worse now he then got a text. It was from Caleb and it said, “Are you guys coming?’ that scared Marcus. Abby should have almost been there. Marcus kept driving and was hoping Abby would make it. He looked down as he got another message but couldn’t open it until he passed the canyon. He drove past the canyon then looked at the text and it was from Caleb again. The text read, “Are you guys okay?’. This time Marcus replied, “Yes, Abby should be there any minute I will be there a little later.” It probably wasn’t the smartest idea for Marcus to be texting but he couldn’t help it he was way worried. Marcus was now driving really fast trying to get to Caleb’s. He would be able to see Abby along the road if she needed help or something. He drove and drove and couldn’t find her. Finally, he got to Caleb’s house. Abby still was not there. Marcus was freaking out. Caleb called him down. Then Marcus’ phone started ringing. “Hello” said Marcus. Caleb could hear Mrs.

During the day, excitement filled Margaret, knowing Andrew would be home later that evening. She wasn’t accustomed to being alone and was surprised Andrew went to the convention instead of sending Sylvia. After preparing a special dinner, she sat down to watch TV. Waking up later, she wondered why he failed to wake her when he came home. “He was probably tired and went on to bed,” she said, under her breath as she went up the upstairs to their bedroom. Opening the door without seeing him in bed, Margaret rushed downstairs, out to the garage

“Where have you been?” I hear the second I walk through the front door. My hand slowly crept its way across the wall struggling to find the light switch. I turned it on fully expecting to see my Aunt sitting in the living room with her arms cross and a stern look on her face. Instead, I flick it on to see my cousin standing right beside me with a worried look on her face. “I thought something happened when you didn’t come home. The town is so small you couldn’t possibly get lost. So a kidnapping was the only rational solution,” she blurted.