The Fire
I was on my way back home from the second week of my middle school career. I was limping as I walked with a textbook in one hand and a trumpet case as heavy as an elephant at the time in the other. Hearing sirens in a distance, I could not help but wonder what was going on. Upon arriving home, I was able to see what all of the sirens were about. I saw flames all over the inside of my house!
Being about 12 years of age, the situation did not really bother me at the immediate moment. On the contrary my mother was in minor shock. …
