The sirens shriked by my house.I was snuggling with my spouse.
"What was that?"I said.
"Accident."he said
As I thought about that I remember the sirens shriking.And five year old peeking.The remains of dads car scattered across the yard.And our mailbox marred.A knock on the door.And then a few more."Anyone home?"A voice said.I ran to my bed.
The door was rammed in an footsteps downstairs.
Footsteps coming upstairs.
I was discovered.
The fire man took me in his arms,the man came out with me in his arms.
Now I am living with my mom,but I still remember that accident,and how it hurts to lose somone.
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