The Assassin

Chapter 4 2011 January 13th

At 9ish that night, we moved a house away luckly.I had a room to my self, with a bunk bed which I modified to where the top bunk was my bed, and my bottom bunk I threw out the matress and wooden planks that held the matress but 2 for a seat, had my big ass boom box, my lil 30 inch flat screen, my ps3, and my Nintendo  DSi . Keep in mind that I had to pay for my own things at the time, and that my parents would pay me, so I'd have to ether find money or sell stuff to get stuff. Anyways, I was in my bottom bunk, gaming on my ps3 with some CODBO aka Call of duty Black ops, having my boom box blasting my usual drowning pool, slipknot, Disturbed, any rock band you can pratically  think of. Dad opens my door and unplugged my boom box "Dammit you lil fuck, it's pass 5" I chuckled a little and continued playing my game "dad, come on its like 5 minutes pass 9" Dad sighed and shook his head "I swear it's like your brainless, just get some sleep" then he shut and locked the door. I figured to not bother him anymore due to the fact Alora's friend Jessi  spent the night that day, and sence her boyfriend lives with us and dad kicking mom outta the house, about 7 people in the household, so much stress we put on him, why me him even more mad? So I shut off the Playstation and my Tv then went up the bunk bed ladder, I tried to sleep but I couldnt, it's like something was wrong but I couldn't explain what. I grabbed my teddy bear and little blanky  then held both close, there the onky items from my past that I actually still had at the time, went back to bed, and shut my eyes. Something still felt wrong, I senced  it, I suddenly got a vision of the house I was currently living in in flames in the night time and u jumped. After seeing that, I couldn't  sleep till 10, then I passed out knowing something wrong is going to happen...

Later that night... I wake up to feeling snow on my face, I see my father running with me in his arms, I was confused but smelt smoke, I looked behind me, it was real. There before my eyes the fire was bursting out the windows, creating light in the night as dad out me in the car with the others and drove to the neighbors. We stayed there as I couldn't stop thinking of my blanket and bear. I couldn't stand it, that was it, I ran out the house without anyone noticing and ran back into my house. Dodging all the fire I can and trying not to get burnt. I ran to my room and grabbed my blanket and Teddy bear, the 2 things that  ment the world to me. When I turned around the fire was at my door, half my height, in a split second it was like time frozed it felt like as I thought. What the hell do I do? I didn't know if the window was big enough for me but fuck it I didn't care, I ran from one end to my room then to the window bashing it with my fist breaking it but also cutting up my hand. I yelled and jumped out the window into the damp wet like grass. I stayed there for a minute listening quietly. I heard sirens and cop cars wizzing down with some fire trucks, I didn't care though and got up then looked behind me seeing that my room was engulfed  in the flames. I felt the tears roll down my eyes as I got on my knees and looked, arms at sides ands I sobbed. I could have stopped this, I could have stopped it if I just told dad about it, even if he wouldn't listen. I ended up walking sneaking around the cops and fire trucks then back into the neighbors house, when I came in everyone hugged me, they thought I left without them knowing and died in the fire. No only  half that is true, I survived, but that night I wasn't sure if this was this was a dream or not.

Sadly it was all real...