Chapter 3 The escape

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As I wake up I relized the my skin is a charcoal black and so is my hair im still in my house. I check my kindle and I have been here an hour. The house has less smoke than before. Letting me sit up with out chocking. I scoot to the middle of the room.  So that I'm away from the flaming walls. I hit a weak spot in the floor. Crack the floor goes as I'm falling from my room onto the kitchen table. outch that's going to make a mark.I kick the front door Open and no one is there what where's mom weres dad. what no this can't be happening they just left me. I run back inside burst open there doors but no ones there. but there phones and walets both left on the tables.i grab them I'm getting dizzy again but I have to make it outside. I need to leave this house alive. I jump up I run down the stairs and run out side again but this time I jump to the wet grass kicking and flailing like a kid having a temper tantrum. I climb to my feet peeling some of the ash off my shirt I really need a mirror. I walk over to a big puddle full of cystic clear water like a bored kid played with a water bottle.as I sit down in the water I start to peel of my clothes. I relied that I had dirty gym clothes from yesterday. Useing a clean wipe from the front pocket of my backpack I wipe my face. As I walk down the road fitting my clothes on. I walk down into a little ally,and turn left in to the woods,I walk right in to old shed. I quitly pulled a sleet from the choch off a trough it in the trash. There was a lot of work to do.
LATER
As I hopped in the bath I herd knocking violent knocking. HELLO he said angery. Then the most astonishing thing happened. The door broke into a million pieces. And there was a tall man holding a knife I don't know who it was because they had a hody on. They took the hody off.Everything in the world goes black.

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