12 June 2012
I don't remember much of the night my parents and brother were taken from me. My mind is still hazy in some areas, just like the smoke against my eyes. I awoke to my mother screaming then I remember the burning. The sweet nothings from the friendly policewoman and my blank stares back at her ...
My mother's scream ...
The fire against my eyes ...
That small simple shake of the head, ruining my life forever. I was lucky to have survived because now I can hunt down the man that killed my parents and my brother. I can get my revenge ...
Fire • Opuss № I