It was as if the sky was set on fire and the fire spread throught the air. Every one was pannicking but it seemed as if i was the onlyone at peace. Even as my flesh was burning I could feel the pain lift from me, my family and beloved crying for me to come back. Let mestart from the beggining to make it clear.(but before we get started ou should know…I’ve always been a pyro-maniac)
It was an early july morning and I was just getting ready for school, you see I was a student at Harvard University to study to become a doctor. My boyfriend Greg also went there to become a lawyer. I could never say no to him hewas so persuasive so he convinced me to be a pediatrictian. Anyways I was getting ready when mymom came in the door crying. When i asked what was wrong she told me that my boyfriend was at the hospital for what I dont know and niether did she. But whatreally sucked was when we were on ourway we got in a horrible car accedent that sent mymother flying out the window. She died later that day. Beside my bf.