bitter beginnings pt. 1

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My chest was heaving with excruciating pain. What was happening? I spat. Dirt flew from within my mouth, and suddenly, I'd realized what happened. The fire roared behind me, beside me, in front of me. There was no escape, it seemed. I almost gave up.

The smoke burned my lungs as I inhaled quickly, and I felt my world spinning. The crackling sounds around me became less and less like a noise I heard and more and more like background noise. Was I dying? I didn't know. I didn't care. I wanted out, and if that meant dying, then so be it.

"Natalia!"

I heard my brother, Nate, call for me. He seemed to be in pain, maybe burned, but I couldn't be bothered to look up for him and search. He was 15, younger than me, and no matter how hard I wanted and needed to look for him, find him safe, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Selfish, I scolded myself to no avail.

The last thing I remember is opening my eyes for all of ten seconds, inhaling the smoke that billowed like clouds above my head, and staring into the orange flames dancing about. How cliche, to go up in flames just like everything else in my life.

I couldn't wait to see what came in the next life.

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