The fire consumed all wanting to eat all it saw.
He locked in began to feel the sway as his breath was going away.
Everyhing over the flames were growing.
Blane hearing a small voice, "follow my shadow."
Looking he followed quick fumbling to keep up.
At once he was in the sun.
Zilla was her name she had died along time ago in a blazing flame.
Everyone in shock as a boy emerged they began to merge and hug him close.
Good things happen but where'd she go.
I've got to go back where's the girl.
Ready they said there's no one there u were the only one in there.
Looking back he saw a smile he then watched her fade as he was carried away from sixth street till another day.
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1978 NEWS
A small girl died in a fire today, on sixth street. Her father had lit the house on fire in an infamous rage locked inside she died in the blaze, unable to escape. the girl Zilla May was only 5 years of age. Her mother had escaped unaware that little Zilla was still inside.
Is it any better now?
Comments
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good job with this one.


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LOVE IT ALOT


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very origional thought i'd say. i like this one and it looks like it really took some effort to think of. Did this just come straight from the top of your head cause if it did then this is really good




