White Walls

Prologue

Trigger Warning

Fire...

It was then that I realized as my lungs were invaded by the lethal smoke, the seriousness of the situation.

My second home was lit up in flames.

A painful deja vu ran through my mind as this was the second time I had watched my world die without me.

I felt myself falling before my knees hit the pebbled ground beneath me.

I faintly heard the sirens around me get closer, my blurred vision had taken in the scene before me, flashes of blue and red appeared in the corners of my eyes for I had refused to look away from the life devouring flower taking away all I had left.

I was so numb, too numb to realize that my knees weren't being scraped by the hard ground anymore but rather I was sitting in the back of a rescue vehicle with a mask over my mouth and nose.

I watched as everything seemed to slow, the people around me tried to help the scene; a few would come up to me but I couldn't hear them the only sound surrounding me was my rapid heart beat and rugged breathing.

The doors of the truck began to close and I felt it moving me away from the heat, I looked away from the house to see someone trying to push me down on my back.

I looked back to the place I once called home, I could see streams of water desperately trying to snuff out the flames as the roof caved in ripping the house apart reenacting what was happening to my heart.

Before I was completely strapped down I took one last look at the place before we turned a corner,glancing at the sign not too far from the fire having it stuck in my mind as we ventured to who knows where.

'St. Elizabeth Orphanage'
'Where no child is left behind.'

Author's Note

This was just a little something I was thinking about writing , I'm not sure if I will continue with it.

Tell me what you think I wan't your honest opinion so be brutal.