Hey everyone!! Sorry it's been so long since I last posted. Here is a small story for you to read, I really hope you enjoy it! Oh, and please feel free to comment and tell me what you thought! I would love some pointers if you found any mistakes!
Bright flames crawled along the dry ground, hungrily eating up anything lying in it’s path and traveling as fast as lightning up the pine trees of the forest; sending their leaves and branches instantly into flames. I gave a quick glance behind me and gave a short gasp as the fire exploded with a loud pop. Sparks spurted upward toward the night sky. The fire was quickly making it’s way closer to my fleeing family at an alarming speed. I gripped tighter to my younger sister’s hand and tried to run faster as we flew for our lives. The mournful wails of my baby brother, whom my Mother held, echoed through my head. I could feel the heat of the flames against my back; it was so frightfully close! I coughed and choked on the smoke that swirled around us. It blinded me and stung my eyes making them stream. “Lord, God!” I cried out. “Please help us! Help us make it to the river in time.” I had a sudden feeling of comfort. And with a new surge of hope, I fought on. We finely stumbled out of the wood into an open, dry field, but didn’t pause. The merciless fire still pursued us. Just a little further! We’re almost there! My strength was weakening, but the thought of the river and safety kept me going. My sister suddenly tripped with a short, sickening scream of terror and I was filled with panic as I was yanked down with her. My world spun around me, and I felt as if the ground had disintegrated beneath me. “Livi, Ida!!” Father’s voice shouted somewhere within my spinning world. My heart came up to my throat, and I gave a confused scream of alarm. It all happened so fast, and yet it felt like forever before I was finely back on my feet, running as before. I looked down at Ida. Her eyes were wide with fright. “Livi,” she whimpered, her eyes filling with tears of horror as were mine. “I can’t do it……” I squeezed her hand encouragingly, and tried to smile, but it didn’t come. “Yes, yes you can,” I told her. “And you will. The Lord is with us.” The fear in her eyes dissipated slightly. The field was coming to an end and the safety of the river came closer. But so did the dread behind us. Hope flared within me at the sight of the river bed, and a few moments later we plunged into the icy waters. Mother went straight into Father’s arms and started sobbing uncontrollably. I said a silent prayer of thanks as Ida let go of my hand and wadded to Father also. But I turned back to look once more upon our beloved home that I had known my entire life now engulfed in flames that reached up to touch the starry sky. I would never again see it. I would never again run through the forest, feeling the soft summer breeze through my hair, and hearing the gentle, comforting sound of the trickling steam I loved so dearly. The wood I grew up in, my childhood, all gone. Tears trickled down my face, blurring the ruthless flames before me. “No,” I whispered squeezing my eyes shut hoping I would wake up to find this all a nightmare. But I knew deep down inside this night horror was no dream. The voices of my family seemed distant as I just stood trembling in the water staring. Staring as the fiery fire slowly destroyed our home.
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Celia
10/3/2014 07:24:03 am
That was really great!! I am glad Ida didn't die. :3 It sounded good…just one misspelled word which is no big problem AT ALL! Post more soon! ;-)
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