The night had been silent upon the house. But this wasn’t unusual, as we lived in the rural area of town. This was until the fires started. We didn’t know what had caused the fires to rise high and flames to spark. Everyone was still it the house, within the fire. I was the only one that had made it out. The house was full of deep sleepers but I didn’t know that they would sleep through the fire that was slowly burning the childhood room we had all grown up in.

I fell to my knees as I watched the flames get higher and the cracking got louder. I heard screaming from the inside, almost like echos. The screams could scar me for life, standing here knowing I couldn’t have saved them.