There is a deafening ringing in my ears that wails like a never ending tornado warning. I open my eyes, only to see nothing but clouds of ash grey. My first thought is that I am dead, maybe in heaven, but from the smell of burning and the aching of my body, I could be somewhere else.
Slowly, very slowly, the ringing subsides, only to be replaced with the sounds of moaning mixed with crying and faraway screaming. That’s when the smoke clears; that’s when I see where I am. I see that I am back, back at this dreaded place that has shaped my life. Shards of glass fall from me as I stand on shaky legs. The blast hit me the moment I’d walked back in the doors, disobeying my father when he’d told me to go wait in the car.
Now I scream for him, choosing to walk into the smoke filled darkness, rather than turn, taking those few steps that would lead me back outside to safety.
“Daddy!” I shout only to be suffocated by the thickening smoke as I walk past the damaged stores lining the walkway.
Now I see that the ringing in my ears has not completely gone away. I hear it, as it becomes louder and louder. I ignore it, walking over bodies of those not as lucky as me, and running my hands through my blood and glass filled hair.
That’s when I find the source of the noise, the source of the ringing. A baby, lying unhurt wrapped in a pile of clothes. I lean down to pick up the baby, hoping to at least save this one life but as I bend down things become hazy. My vision is clouded with nothing but darkness and suddenly, everything goes dark.
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Don't Save My Life
Teen Fiction(First Draft, expect errors) He needed to remember... What she wanted to forget... He shouldn't have saved her, he didn't have to. Or at least, that’s what everyone’s told him. To be honest, Emmett doesn't know what to think. The amnesia took...
