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It was the summer of 1949, and I was having so much fun.

I had new friends, the Hales and the Cullens. They all lived together, which was kinda weird, but Mr. and Mrs. Cullen adopted them all. The were perfect, I've never met two better people.

Lots of people stayed away from us, mainly because we were in the 'out' crowd. We weren't cool to everyone else. But to me, they were the definition of cool.

"Hey Bella! Wanna hit it to the shops?" That pixie like Cullen asked. Alice Cullen, or Shopaholic Cullen, which ever you prefer.

"Sure Alice, lets take 'Bridge Lane' though." I always liked walking through the old part of town.

"Okie dokie! I'll tell everyone now." She smiled running around the corner just as fast as her heels would let her. Which if I do say, was fast.

I stayed in my spot, sitting in front of the spot my fathers car should have been. Everyone knew he was at the bar though. I love my father, I really did. But, I just wish he would change. He wasn't the, best I guess you could say. He was always drunk, he was skipping around was jobs, and he hit my mother sometimes.

I waited for another two minutes hoping they would be fast in getting here.

The loud alarming noise of a fire engine came to my attention when it zoomed past my house. I quickly stood up and started running after it. I knew everyone that was in this town, the least I could do was be their for them.

It stopped in front of a small apartment building, only two families lived there. The sanders and the Howard's.

The Howard's were on vacation for the next two weeks. So I looked threw the crowd that had began to form in search of the Sanders.

"Mrs. Sander!" I yelled spotting her sitting on the ground sobbing into her knees. "Mrs. Sander, what is it?" I asked lowering myself to her level. I looked around for Tommy, her only son.

It was Sunday, so he wasn't at school, and Mr. Sander never takes him to work with him.

"Where's Tommy?" I asked her my own body starting to go into shock. I baby sat Tommy for 6 years. He was one of those kids that you just instantly loved.

"Heee cooouldn'ttt ggget ooouuut!" She sobbed even louder. Oh no. Not Tommy. Not her. The Sanders opened their house to anyone who needed it. They were good people. This shouldn't happen to them.

Before I knew what was happening my feet were taking off towards the burning building. The fire fighters didn't see me run in. They were just concerned in getting the fire out. Not that there were two people still in the building.

The blazing heat was all around me but I didn't care, I was only concerned with getting the second floor.

Thanking the lord above that the steps were medal I ran up trying to avoid things that were falling.

"Tommy!!!" I screamed banging my shoulder against the door trying to open it. Finally it opened and I tried again. "TOMMY!!!"

"Mommy! Help me!" I heard the small 10 year old voice scream.

"Tommy, it's Bella. Where!?" I yelled hoping he wasn't trapped somewhere.

"The bathroom! There's fire ever where! I can't get out!!!" I heard him crying loudly. I ran towards their bathroom screaming when some of the burning ceiling crashed down in front of me.

I saw the bathroom door covered with flames. How am i supposed to get in there??? I looked down at my jeans then closed my eyes and kicked at the door. I felt the burning fire rush over my leg. Then heard the door fall backwards.

Tommy was curled up in a ball under the sink, thank god he was OK. I heard the hoses begin to go off. Oh maybe this would turn out ok.

"Tommy come on, hurry!" He quickly ran out and started looking around for the nearest exit. "Climb under the table, after that it should be ok." I told him. In an instant he was off and I was close behind his heals.

I coughed loudly covering my mouth with part of my shirt. My eyes began to water and I could no longer see Tommy. That means he's off the second floor. The stairs are right next to the door. I'm sure he made it. I'm just sure of it.

I crawled under the table and almost cried when I saw something fall in front of the door. I grabbed the table cloth from the table and wrapped it around myself. Hoping this would do I ran threw the fire and quickly dropped the cloth after i was out. I could feel spots all over my body that burned in pain. I ran down the stairs coughing and almost blinded by the heavy smoke.

My foot slid off the step and my body slid down the hot medal. Tears began to form in my eyes. I looked at the door seeing the light to the outside. I could here the hoses, the siren, and the people all talking at once.

I slowly got up burning the palms of my hands by pressing them the the stairs. I started to run to the door but to steps away from fresh air and solid cool ground.

The second floor dropped above my head.

Fire burned all around me grabbing at my jeans. I tried moving the boards not caring about the fire covering them. Finally a small bit of light came threw I reached threw trying to move it more. The fire crept up my legs to my back. I screamed when my body started working against me and fell to the ground.

I cried when I knew what was about to happen.

I was going to die, I would burn, to death.