Murder By Arson
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19th of October 1990 was a cold silent night when the Bradford family had gone peacefully to bed what they weren't expecting was a huge flame to erupt out of nowhere and to spread quickly, Harley the youngest screamed and cried waking up all the other members of the family that's when they realized what was happening. Evelyn the wife of Vincent and mother of Elie and Harley ran to Elie's room to wake him up, once they all gathered in the family room Vincent decided to try to find a way out he took the clearest path and told the others to hurry and follow him Evelyn and Elie trusted their father so they rushed up to him and started following Vincent. Harley stunned with everything going on was frozen Elie turned back and noticed that Harley was still far behind them he yelled out to Harley but Harley was just a crying mess. Elie shouted at his father and mother to stop and told them that Harley was in shock Vincent and Evelyn turned to look at Harley but as they did an unexpected gush of flames burst out in front of Harley killing his father, Mother and eldest brother. Harley was surrounded by flames and continued to scream and cry knowing that his family is gone.
Fire-fighters took action quickly when they had realized what was happening to the Bradford mansion. Sirens going off and they rushed to the burning mess.
Only one Bradford member survived that night three year old Harley Bradford.
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