"MA'AM, YOU HAVE to move know" my firefighter friend says.
"ok, will this by any chance kill me?" I question as I am helped
into the truck of the rescue transport.
"I am being reassuring when I say not with us, but there is always a chance of death in massive fires" he says.
"Ok" I answer.
"Yes, we have got Ivy" he yells into a walkie-talkie.
We drive along for about 10 minutes in the heat.
"Why was I so important," I question, "there were so many others and I get back to safety?"
"You knew a man called Robin didn't you?" He says.
"Yeah. I met him on my 50th" I answer coolly. (Just because I regretted my decisions doesn't mean I didn't socialise!)
"He be said to keep you safe, he was my father" he says grimly.
But at that moment, before I could ask what he meant by 'was', a flame hits the truck and smashes the wind screen while cars crash into one another in a big line up. I'm in the back and one car smashes the back in and it hits me.
I'm losing a lot of blood. I can't breath, I smile happily as I sdie. "Please let this be my time" I whisper.
Noises are going around and I Robin's son scream. More sirens people getting out. Some go around to get to safety. I don't know what real anymore. But u am dying. And I am proud to be dying in such a dignified manner.
I'm old an my time has finally come.
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Haunted
FantasyIvy has just moved to an English estate with her Dad and step mother (who she calls 'step monster'). One night she is killed. Join Ivy's ghost and her boyfriend as they face trials of horror, fear, sadness and love on an exciting journey trying to f...
