I touched the soft dandelion next to me, I breathed in the fresh air around me. The grass was so soft, so green. I laid there on the soft green grass as petals fell around me. It was beautiful. I laid there and closed my eyes and pictured my mother. I opened my eyes to see my mother standing there in front of me. Her soft calming eyes starring deep into me. I stood up slowly not to frighten her, I opened my arms wide and ran to hug her. My bare feet tapping on the soft ground. “mum!” I cried, but as I hugged her she dissolved to pile of ashes, then the ashes moved, everything they touched turned to fire. Over by another tree I saw my mother, I ran towards her, the same thing happened. The fire got greater. I was surrounded. “HELP!” I screamed . “Its ok mummy’s here” I heard a voice behind me. I turned to see my mother. This time I didn’t run to hug her I backed away. She put her hand out asking me to come closer... there was no way out, the fire was everywhere. I moved slowly, she placed one arm out slowly signalling me to do the same. I placed my soft clean arm out in front of her. She placed her warm hands around mine then ran her finger over my arm. Suddenly all the cuts and scars where visible, they burned. They burned and bled as she touched them. “shhh sweety mummy’s trying to help!”. I screamed , but no one seemed to hear or care. My blood reached boiling point and I faded off...
