Now playing: Enemy Fire - Bea Miller
Thalia
I woke up and smelled smoke. Immediately, I couid tell that it wasn't cooking smoke, which leaves only one option. It was smoke from a fire, which must be somewhere in the orphanage. That's not good. I may not have liked having to live in an orphanage, but I rather live at one than have no home at all. I ran towards the door, but right when I opened it, I saw fire in front of me. The fire was blazing hot and so I was sweating buckets. The fire was so bright, with its red-orange flames. My throat was itchy and dry, and the stench was absolutely horrible. Suddenly, I heard the roof cracking and simply waited for it to crash on me. Except, it never did. I looked up and saw that it had been torn off, and hadn't simply broken off. There was a giant green monster, which was apparently what tore the roof off. There was also a man in a red and yellow iron suit hovering near the monster, which surprised and amazed me. There were other poeple, or, beings, at least. I started coughing and before I was able to make them out clearly, everything went black.
author's note: This is an edited version of chapter one of the same story on Wattpad, also posted by me. I am editing and posting it here so I have back up if I loose it on Wattpad, as other people have lost there drafts and stories.