C. R. Flames: A Short Story
C.R.W
Flames
Just keep calm and stay low. I cant breathe. There’s too much smoke. I have to find my little brother. Mom says that she couldn’t find him. I can feel my throat closing up. I can’t quit looking. Maybe he is still asleep in his bed. Wait! I hear someone calling me. Henry? It does not sound like my little brothers voice. It must be my mother calling from outside. Ouch, what was that? I just kneeled on a comb. That must mean I’m in the bathroom now. Everything looks different in a fog. It’s so disorienting. Why can’t I crawl any faster! Just a few more feet until my brother’s bedroom. I can’t open his door; it must be locked. Ill have to kick it down, but I don’t think I’m strong enough. Oh how I wish the firemen would get
to our house. It’s been ten minutes, and they haven’t come. One, two, three, Ugh! I can do this. Okay, one more time. Ready, ugh! Finally, the door is down. Where is he? Why can’t he hear me calling him? There I see him, but it looks like he passed out on his bed from the smoke. I have to carry him out fast before the house collapses. Oh, please be alive, Henry. Just a few more steps and we’re out. I’m feeling so light headed. I must…. Where am I? Why can’t I open my eyes? I hear beeping and why is everyone talking about me? I think I’m in a hospital. What?! What do they mean I may not make it? I was sleeping peacefully in my bed when all the sudden… wait. I remember now. Our house was burning down and I had to save Henry. We were almost out of the flames. Where’s Henry? Why do they keep holding me down? They don’t understand. I have to see my little brother right now. I need to know that he is okay. I will not stop shouting. I have to make them understand!
Flames
Just keep calm and stay low. I cant breathe. There’s too much smoke. I have to find my little brother. Mom says that she couldn’t find him. I can feel my throat closing up. I can’t quit looking. Maybe he is still asleep in his bed. Wait! I hear someone calling me. Henry? It does not sound like my little brothers voice. It must be my mother calling from outside. Ouch, what was that? I just kneeled on a comb. That must mean I’m in the bathroom now. Everything looks different in a fog. It’s so disorienting. Why can’t I crawl any faster! Just a few more feet until my brother’s bedroom. I can’t open his door; it must be locked. Ill have to kick it down, but I don’t think I’m strong enough. Oh how I wish the firemen would get
to our house. It’s been ten minutes, and they haven’t come. One, two, three, Ugh! I can do this. Okay, one more time. Ready, ugh! Finally, the door is down. Where is he? Why can’t he hear me calling him? There I see him, but it looks like he passed out on his bed from the smoke. I have to carry him out fast before the house collapses. Oh, please be alive, Henry. Just a few more steps and we’re out. I’m feeling so light headed. I must…. Where am I? Why can’t I open my eyes? I hear beeping and why is everyone talking about me? I think I’m in a hospital. What?! What do they mean I may not make it? I was sleeping peacefully in my bed when all the sudden… wait. I remember now. Our house was burning down and I had to save Henry. We were almost out of the flames. Where’s Henry? Why do they keep holding me down? They don’t understand. I have to see my little brother right now. I need to know that he is okay. I will not stop shouting. I have to make them understand!