It was still engulfed, by what flames was still lit. There we're firefighters everywhere , just surrounding the house with yellow CAUTION tape. They all wore bright yellow Suits and hust equipment masks...
My Father parked the truck across the street from what was left our home and cut off the ignition. Both of my parents jumped out. Except , they left me in there with the windows cracked with child lock on. I began to wonder why they didn't want me out the truck. The fire was already out. I just refused to stay put.'
So , I got out of my seat belt & began to bang against the windows. The child lock wouldn't let me out so i had to get the attention of someone who will.. The windows on the Suburban we're foggy due to all the smoke i couldn't hear the footsteps approaching.. Yes" Finally , I thought. Someone heard my banging , only come to find out it was my father. He started shooting me the most devilish look. So i sank back in my seat & start to cry at the thought of everything that has gone on today. Ever since that vibration in my pocket everything started to fall apart.
I then hear a van pull up , I sit up to see who it is.. So much smoke still filled the air I could only make out the letters "C_R_N_R" on the side of the van. Who could that be?
I fight my way to the front seat & jump out the driver door. Soon as I'm out , im met by my Father. He started wrapping his jacket around my head so I didn't have to inhale so much smoke. As my Father walked closer to my Mother I started to hear the conversation of the firemen. It went from "We tried" to a bunch of sounding like Apologies.
I then hear my Mother cries ripple through the air & suddenly my Father clinches me tighter. I fight & wrestle the jacket off my head.
Only to see.. the complete letters on the truck and my sister being carried lifelessly out of our burned home.
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One Fatal Day
Historia CortaA short story full of unfolding suspense and perfect Imagery. Take a peek inside...(Unedited)