The Fire

Finnmark

I was sitting at my desk studying for a test when I heard alot of noise. Tillie was at his desk and he looked at me. "What is that?"

"No, idea Tillery. But, I have to have this paper turned in tomorrow. I wish the noise would stop."

It had been almost two years since we were adopted. We were almost 12. Me and my brother picked up our backpacks and left the house. We knocked on uncle Till's door. He let us in.

"Hi, Finnmark and Tillery."

I hated to be called by my full name. But I never corrected uncle Till and neither did Tillie. "Hi, could we study here?"

"Sure, I don't see why not."

I was so happy to get to studying. I didn't want to fail. When I got older I already knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to be a guitarist and paramedic like dad Paul. He didn't know I looked up to him. My brother looked up to dad Richard and uncle Till. I was hurt when dad Paul fell and hit his head on the desk. Also when he hurt himself and when I hurt him. I was mentally hurt. Also when he was drinking I knew all along. I don't like to see people hurt.

After we did our homework we went home. We went to our room. We had just sat our stuff by our desks when dad Paul walked into the room.

"Hi, boys we have some big news tonight."

"OK dad."

"Both of you two need to come to dinner?"

"OK."

We walked to the kitchen and sat down at the table. We both didn't notice the changes to our room. We didn't notice the changes to the house. So, as both dad's sat down and that is when we noticed a change in the house. The house had a bunch of rooms.

I noticed there was four more kids. "Now that you are all here I would like to tell you they are your new brothers and sisters." Said Richard.

I was in a state of shock. I didn't know what to say. I just hoped we could all stay happy.