Maya crawled through a window she recognized, from where, she didn't exactly know. Looking around briefly at the girl's bedroom she had just stepped into, she felt at home. She made her way out of the room and down a small hallway, almost as if being drawn out by some imaginary, but surprisingly strong force.
Maya saw a family sitting around a table. A young boy with curly hair sat next to a taller brunette girl. There was a mother. And a Father. The whole family seemed to be laughing and smiling, all enjoying each others company.
Two boys burst through the door, also laughing and smiling. Maya watched as the girl jumped up eagerly and began chatting with the two boys.
Noticing Maya, the brunette beckoned towards her, grinning. Maya pointed at herself and the brunette smile grew wider as she nodded her head yes, already extending her arm for Maya. Maya began to slowly put one foot in front of the other, beginning her slow meander towards who she desperately wanted to be her new friend.
Maya had crossed the room, but when she had reached out to take the brunette's hand, a burst of flames flooded the room. It seemed to be all spouting from the nice girl's extended hand. Maya jumped back in fear, and turned to run, but there was no where to go. The flames were slithering their way up the walls. She glanced back at the girl, her once welcome smile of relief, now a vicious smirk of delight. She ran back up towards the room she'd entered from, the floor burning with purple flames. She tried to run faster, but the purple flames seemed to travel up her legs, slowing her down until she could not move. She began clawing at her legs, calling out for help, but no one came except the brunette girl with the Cheshire Cat grin. She crawled through the window and took a seat, extending her hand towards Maya, like back in the other room.
As the room continued to burn around her, Maya desperately resisted the want to reach out and grab the girl's hand. She not only wanted a friend, but she wanted to be pulled into the beautiful life this girl had. She was drawn closer and closer to the flaming girl, but when she reached out to take the girls hand a bright light seemed to flash before her eyes.
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Blinking rapidly, Maya Hart opened her eyes and peered around. Sirens were blaring around her, and she realized she was moving. Her head was throbbing, and she had an oxygen mask over her face.
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Rags To Riches
FanfictionMaya is very poor. She only eats once or twice a week. She's very thin. One day, some little kids were playing with a match outside of her small, small house. The flame was overwhelming, so they threw it at the house to dispose of it. Maya was shopp...
