Tuck
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I remember the morning of the fire I had an argument with my mom and dad about my grades then I walked out of the house without saying goodbye. It was a normal school day and I was walking home from school like normal but then I heard the sirens, I didn't think anything of them at the time but I kept walking closer to my house and the sirens kept getting louder and louder. Once I saw the house I froze, nothing could prepare me for the sight I was about to see. The flames were gigantic even with the large amounts of water they were pouring onto the flames didn't help a thing, they kept getting larger. I firefighter saw me standing there and started asking me questions, but I couldn't reply the only thing that was going through my brain was my parents. There was no way they could survive the fire if they were in there, they were gone.
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