It's so hot, Momma.
It's burning!
Momma!?
Where are you Momma?
Momma?
Momma, wake up Momma!
Momma?!
A scream pirced the crisp night air, as the ebony haired girl shot up her pale legs being pulled up to her chin, as memories blaged her mind. The moon's light shone threw the wind lightly as the girl sniffed. Her dreams had gotten worse since that night the night the world went up in flames.
A.N preview from a story I'm writing hope you liked it.