That isn't a firework Chapter 1

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Hey there! This is my second story and I hope you enjoy, this does not contain copyright , just imagination and a dream. Enjoy! Sorry I there's any spelling mistakes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Hey!" I kind of yelled, to my friend, well, best friend. "HEY!!" Heh, of course she was the one who yelled.

We both lived through another day of school, and finally home *sigh* ,Putting my anime backpack down on my bed. I was on my phone for a long time making stories on Wattpad.

Until I noticed it was turning dusk and I had to take a shower. After that, I got on my phone again till my hair got dry. I wanted to get some fresh air so I went to my front porch , my parents joined me, we were looking at the stars and noticed there was a lot and it was weird because there wasn't this much stars , well actually the weird thing is, there isn't a lot of light.

I saw a red light in the sky, it was a red blur. I was confused as to what it was, a airplane? Firework? No, I was curious to what would happen if it hit the ground. Me and my parents just stared at it, until it touched the ground.

The ground shaked rapidly , I looked up again noticing a big ball of smoke and fire...a bomb? I stood there shocked, and noticed another rapid shake in the ground.Another bomb, it was near and we heard horrid screams and yells. "GET YOUR SHOES AND HURRY IN THE CAR" my dad yelled ,I hurried into my room grabbing a pair of sneakers and running to the car, me,my older sister, and parents went in the car and started the engine. Until my best friend, who lives next to me, begged and yelled at us "STOP stop!! please!!" "Do you need help?! Where's your parents!!!" I asked her in a rush "I dont know ! They're not here!" "Okay well, hurry get in!!"

Noticing the roads turning red from the light of fire, we started to drive out of town, driving by dead bodies, driving by people screaming, driving by fire and burned tree's that looked creepy, burnt bark curled and black from fire on the tree.

So we started driving out of town, into the bland, dry lands of Arizona.

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