Heart divided

Burnt Love

I heard my sisters screaming through the house and the crackling of the flames. The smell of burning...well everything was sickening.

My mother looked horrified and struck frozen in the one spot by my bed. I jumped up and grabbed a shawl from my dresser and wrapped it around my mouth and nose then grabbed my mamas hand and pulled her through the door.

Once we were in the hall heat washed over me, the flames seemed to reach out grabbing for my unburned flesh. I heard a scream from behind me and I whipped around to see Janet on the ground covered in flames.

I pushed my mother towards the stairs screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Get outside mama now! Move it!"

She stumbled towards the stairs but looked back at me. I shoved her hard this time almost making her tumble down the stairs, but I had to go save Janet and I couldn't worry about mother to.

"Janet! take your skirts off!"

She was rolling around in pain screaming, her skin was sizzling and popping making her look hazy.

Janet! Take them off!

I ran over to her trying to rip her skirts off but they wouldn't rip she wouldn't try to get out of them, she just laid there and screamed and burned.

I had to get her out I had to at least try.

I quickly grabbed her arms and lifted her up. The flames on her dress grabbed a hold of my hands and arms making me scream with pain, but I didn't let go I held on to her for dear life. We tumbled down the stairs with flames and smoke all around us. I could feel my hands were burning I could smell my burnt skin.

She never stopped screaming, her face had red hot blotches all over and I could see the muscles in her arms.

She has to be in so much pain and I was not strong enough to lift her out of harms way or to even drag her for an amount of time. Her body was knocked into random furniture about the house that all seemed to have been knocked over and into our way.

I could finally see the entrance and my papa was standing in front of it.

I was about to yell his name when I let out a blood curdling scream. The fire was now to much my skin was starting to bubble and pop. I couldn't help but drop Janet and fall to the ground.

My papa ran over to us and was about to pick me up but I waved at him frantically and pointed to Janet.

He looked at her then looked at me and shook his head. I drunkenly turned my head towards her and saw she was motionless.

I didn't hear my home falling around me, and didn't feel my papa pick me up, I didn't feel the fire eating me, I couldn't feel anything.

Her beautiful brunette hair was splayed all around her, her dress was burnt and hardly there. She was red and skinless.

I let my sister die.

All of my memories with her came rushing back. When she first taught me how to play piano even tho I was terrible she didn't give up, my first day of school I was to afraid to go so she let me skip and didn't tell mama.

All that burned with her.