Ana.
Everyone in the block know Ana.
She is the most beautiful and most careful person ever.
Everyone liked Ana.
Until one day, Ana's mother died.
Ana was only 15 when it happened. She was pretty young
This is how it all messed up
Ana and her sister was getting back from the park. They both loved to go and explore a lot.
"Christ, I'm hungry as hell" said Ana as she holded her sister hand.
"Language." Lilly said as she giggled a little
I chuckled, knowing that I'm not the only one who says that.
As we got closing to our house, it was dimly lit from inside.
My mom usually doesn't like having our house dark.
I started walking faster towards the house, and I knew..something was wrong.
As I opened the door, the first thing I smelled was smoke
"Mom?" I looked around to see where is my mom
But no voice came.
"Maybe she's sleeping?" Lilly said as she yawns.
"Maybe, I should check on her." I say, already walking up the stairs before Lilly says anything.
The first thing I see..is blood
I see my mom on the ceiling, a blood stain on her belly.
I screamed, looking up in horror at my mother
Then suddenly a fire busted through the whole room, making me stumble back a little
I start coughing horribly
"MOM!"
But it's too late, the next thing I see is my dad running up, pulling me away from the fire as I cry and sod and shake and everything
Things..will never be the same after this.
How could this happen? Why? Why..
