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Ren pushed her long dark blond hair over her shoulder. She wished that her friend Mimi wasn't out of town on the first day of summer. She scooped up her cat Bella and poked her head inside the door of her porch and yelled, "I'm going to the park Mom!" She didn't wait for an answer and started toward the park. The afternoon sun beat down on Ren tirelessly as if it were directing all of its energy on her. Bella started to squirm in her arms so she set her down. Ren neared the park and ran the rest of the way to her favorite tree. She swung herself up in its comforting branches and just sat there feeling her worries slip away. She could spend hours in that tree especially during the summer time. Once she had fallen asleep in it until her younger sister found her to go to the bakery together.. Her sister Serena was four years younger than her and yet acted like the older one. Ren was a trouble maker, said the wrong things at the wrong time, and was very spacey. Serena was sweet, innocent, and ever so helpful. Everybody loved her and Ren could see why. As all these thoughts ran through her head she didn't notice a strange someone staring at her from across the street. By the time she looked up the dark figure had disappeared. She sighed and climbed down form "her" tree. "Bella lets go home now." Her cat came running out from a bush with a dead grasshopper her mouth. "Bella put that down, even though it's a bug you shouldn't kill it." Ren sighed and said, "Now we have to give a proper funeral." She picked up the grasshopper and moved in to a green leaf and started to dig a small grave. Bella sat and watched curiously. When she finished she picked some grass and more leaves and then gently laid the grass hopper inside the hole. She then carefully buried it again and said "May you rest in peace dearly departed grasshopper." She followed Serena to the bakery.
They sat down at one of the tables out front, eating some bagels and tea. A fire truck rushed by them, sirens wailing, firefighters shouting, heading north to a supposed accident. "Hm, that's interesting, I wonder what happened?" Ren mused. "Uh, uh, sis, I think I know," Serena stammered, pointing behind her, eyes widened in fear. Ren shot up and looked behind her, "Oh my god, please, please don't let that be our house, please!" she quickly paid for the meal, and grabbed her sisters wrist, running towards where the smoke was coming from. They turned the corner, a blonde haired guy in a trench coat pushed past them, running from the what remained of their house.
At the time, I thought nothing of it; many people were running, to not inhale the smoke. Later we found out the horrible news that parents did not make it. The only thing left was a ring we had never seen. We probably cried for days, clutching the ring, savoring what remained of our parents. When we went to ID them, they were almost unrecognizable, all we remembered that could help ID them was Mom's signature hair clip, and dad's platinum watch.
It's your fault we had to go through this, it's your fault that I have to fight my them, it's your fault for keeping the ring, that would destroy my perfect, normal life.