“Please, don’t worry! Casimir will be fine, I promise! He was in his bedroom, and they found him; he’s safe. The fire department is on its way. The fire is mainly in the kitchen, and neither of your rooms is near the kitchen area. Just trust us, child!â€? she replied frantically.

However, her tone of voice was honest, and she spoke the truth. What other choice did I have than to keep going? I couldn’t lose faith now; not after everything else that I had been through in my life, or this summer.

We swiftly proceeded through the emergency exit downstairs. Just then, I remembered something which sent chills throughout my body, despite the heat of the flames looming inside the house.
Casimir had asthma, and the smoke would be especially unbearable for him.
I desperately hoped they were helping him, and I could feel the tears of worry and fear stream down my cheeks.
However, I knew that they would not be enough to put out the fire.