freaking out outside. Sierra ran inside the backdoor, found out that Corry was knocked out and dragged him out the door. Sierra got her cell phone and called 911. Sierra started to hear sirens, the firefighters got out and rushed to put out the fire. While the paramedics put Corry in the ambulance, treated to him to keep him alive on the way to Sacramento Hospital. They rushed to the emergency room. While the paramedics were treating to Corry, Sierra sobbed and screamed, "it's all my fault, take me instead," and sobbed some more. When they allowed her to enter room, she saw the Corry's eyes were closed, and the look of paramedics told Sierra, Cory was gone. that is was too late. She pushed them away as they were trying to comfort her. Then she pushed her way towards Cory. She yelled “Get out, so I can be alone with my brother!” They left feeling sorrow for the young twin. After she had calmed down, she was still crying and confused. She called her parents. "Hello?" her mom answered. She said back, "Mom, please come down to Sacramento Hospital, now. "Why honey?" she answered. "C-C-C-Cory's d-d-d-dead, she stuttered. "What? How?" "Just please come!" she half yelled and with that she hung up on her mom feeling sorrowful and confused. Her parents got there about one hour later. "Sierra, we are so sorry, you went through this by yourself." "No", Sierra whispered. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, it's all my fault my brother's dead!" "No, it’s not!" replied her parents. They go home, grieving their lost family member. They planned with the doctors to have them bring Cory to the funeral the next day. Sierra didn't sleep a wink that night. She got up the next morning horrible and woeful, then picked out a sleek, lacy, black dress and a pair of black high heels. She went to get in to the shower and by the time she got out, dressed, put makeup on, and put her hair up in a long ponytail, it was time to leave. There were a lot of people already there, she greeted all the guests, and ended sobbing in her family's arms. The funeral was sorrowful and meaningful. As they were saying their goodbyes and getting ready to leave, Sierra felt as she wasn't saying goodbye the last time. THE END Or is it??? Mara Yen Vogel 5th Grade Ooltewah Elementary School Amber Darden
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