Ten Years Ago
I awoke from my slumber by the screams of my family members. Then I notice something my sleeping self didn't notice. The house was on fire. I look around and see my way out. On the left side of my room there was a window. I grabbed a jacket and went and opened the window and jumped. Since I was in a room on the second floor the landing hurt. When the pain of the landing faded I started yelling my family members names. There was no reply to my shouts. I was the only survivor. Fighting the tears back I run into a random direction and that's where I found my new family. There were only two people but they toke good care of me until one day they vanished. Never to be seen again. I always thought it was because during my stay me and one of my new family members were getting real close. I guess I will never have a true family.
