When we got to our street, we saw the door busted open, broken windows, and smoke. "Abby call for help. I'll go get Christy." I said and ran into the smoking house and yelled, "Christina! Christina where are you?! Christina?!" I got no answer and began worrying. I ran everywhere inside the house coughing and choking on the thick layers of smoke.
After a while of looking, I noticed that I had stepped on something like water. I looked down and saw a large puddle of blood. I covered my mouth and looked around worrying a lot more about my aunt. Once I in the living room, I saw my aunt Christina on the floor bleeding out but still alive. "Christina, c'mon get up please." I said helping her up. After trying to help get up, she finally got up and we made our way out of the burning house. We heard an ambulance in the distance and also cop sirens. I gently set her down on the sidewalk waiting for the ambulance to get here and when they did, they took my aunt and took Abby and I to the hospital.
I saw the way Abby looked and it was the same look she used when the cops told u our parents died. She was too young the experience any of this without anyone but me. I can't do this on my own, I need Christina.
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RomanceHi my name is Ally Miller, I have a fourteen-year-old sister named Abby. I live in Tulsa, Oklahoma with my aunt Christina. Ever since our parents died we have been living with our aunt for about three days. On the fourth day, my sister and I almost...
