And said Goodbye.
FIRE by Samantha Smith It only takes a second to make a decision. Did I make the wrong one? The sounds of flames roar in my ears as sweat pours off of my body only to "Where are you?" I be whisked away into vapor as it falls. shout, praying I get a Sparks fly and beams crack around me reply, that I'm not too as I hear a small voice cry out in fear. late. I have to find the child and get out before the gas lines burst. Another cry echoes through the burning halls searing my ears more that any flame ever could. The weight of my gear is nothing compared to the young life that is resting on my shoulders. My legs swiftly carry me to the back of the house though it was only a few feet from where I had stood it seems to take forever. "Where are you?" I shout praying, I get a reply that I'm not to late. Sure enough I hear a muffled scream coming from the last door in the tunnel-like hall. The smoke is thickening; the fire spreading; I'm running out of time. I rush towards the door whipping off my right glove pressing it to the doorknob. Its comparative coolness is a shock to my system; but a good 38