A Girl Alone On Christmas

Birthday Flames

Lilly Walsh was an ordinary girl, With an ordinary family. She was content with life, not a complaint in sight. She had good grades, lots of loving friends and she loved her family. Everything was what some may say as perfect.
She had short brown hair, with rounded square glasses. Her freckled face and her red cheeks bloomed in the summer. Eyes sharp green that glowed in darkness. But not this darkness.
Lilly's birthday is a few days before Christmas, and every year she held a party, inviting essentially everyone she knew. All her friends all her family, even the people who despised her, she still invited them. The same goes for this year, a house party based on Christmas. All the lights hung, flashing from the high ceiling, the Christmas tree wrapped in glittery tinsel and even the recreation of the nativity play next to the fire place.
Guests coming in left, right and centre. Lilly greeted friends, receiving gifts and cards, often wrapped in Christmas paper and cards saying merry Christmas. but despite this, Lilly didn't care, she was just happy that it was her birthday. And that that she could spend it with friends and family. That’s what matted, not the presents, not the money, but having caring and loving family and friends, to support and congratulate her on turning 14 years of age and still staying strong.
About two hours of party games, singing, dancing and having an all-round great time, lily was exhausted and so was most of the party guest, but no one wanted to be the first to leave.
Aunty Jill had a bit too much to drink and was a bit tipsy, this was often the case with aunty Jill. So as usual most of the guests disregarded her and tried to ignore her drunken habits, this included ridiculous dancing, uncontrollable laughter and hysterical random burst of singing. She for some absurd reason decided to climb on top of the table and started, well she may call it dancing, but it’s more of moving her legs and arms randomly, not to the music, she flailed her arms, kicking her legs, knocking the drinks that was on the table slashing all over the carpet, as lily’s mum rushes over with napkins trying desperately to scrub the stain out.
Lilly could hear a sizzle a pop and a bang, Suddenly, Darkness. Followed by a flicker of electricity of the Christmas lights. As a flame rushes across where the alcohol was spilt. Engulfing lily’s mother.
“Mum! No!” Lilly yelped. There was no time, she ran outside as fast as she could, tears swelled across her face. She stood and stared in awe as her entire house was engulphed in flames. She froze. All she could think about is the fact that no one else is outside with her, she wanted to do something, she just didn’t know what. She felt her stomach tighten. The heat of the fire made regret worst.
Soon the fire brigade arrived. But it was too late she lost everything. Everything was gone. Her house, her family, her friends, her possessions. Everything. Lost in the bink of an eye. How could it end like this? The twinkle in her eyes gone like when day fades to night. But no owl coos, and no crickets chirp. Silence darkness, that her eyes did not glow in. She could see nothing, nothing good could come from this. All gone.