Burn

It was 2 am when Periwinkle smelled smoke
It was 3 am when she finally heard a firetruck over her family's screams of pain.
It was 4 am when she was taken to the hospital for treatment.
It was 5 am when she was told that she would never see her family again.
It was 6 am when she was declared blind in her right eye.
It was 7 am when she was questioned by police about what started the fire.
It was 8 am when they realized she was mute.
It was 9 am when they finally left her alone to sleep.
It was 10 am and she still hadn't slept.
It was 11 am when they told her to eat.
It was 12 pm when she threw up everything she ate because the smell of burning flesh over powered all her tastebuds. She wanted her family back, she wanted everything that was taken from her. But she was left alone and forgotten like the ashes of her childhood home. She was once just a teenage girl with dreams of being a dancer on broadway, but now she can't help but think she wouldn't even be able to leave her house with all the burn scars on her arms and face. She thought to herself, "How could I even dream of being somthing when I feel like nothing." So when she got word that she would be taken in by an old family friend, thats when things start to look up for Periwinkle.