Death Part 3
The fire danced up and down my spine, and the smoke filled my lungs. I could begin to breathe again, but it was short and quick for always I knew father was gone forever. Forever is a long time and forever is where I got stuck. If I were here forever, things would be different. For my little mind that had only nine years to develop, forever bothered me. And the fire devoured my forever. To sooth the growing fire burning within my soul in the wee hours of the night, I would secure my flashlight... Sign in to see full entry.