I just thought of this story out of no where so who knows what I'm going to do with this. I hope you like it!

Chapter 1—Decision

I was seven. It was Christmas Eve. I had to give Renee some credit, the decorations were amazing. There were lights everywhere.

It was about two a.m. when I heard the beeping. The beeping that woke me up and made me see the blaze in my room. Everything was on fire-except my bed. My eyes widened and I dropped to the floor-just like they taught us in that smoke house at the fair. I crawled towards the door but stopped when I realized it was on fire too. I looked back at my window only to see flames licking the edges.

I stayed low and started to cough as my eyes started to water. This is not good, was all I could think. I started coughing harder. I was choking on the air around me. My eyes waterd and I was having breathing. I thought I was going to die.

Then something started banging on my door and I crawled under my bed in fright. It was banging harder and harder and the wood started splintering. Then it burst open and two men in funny suits came in. I knew they firefighters almost instantly. They had bright flashlights that were shining all around the room. I crawled out from under my bed and within seconds one of the lights shined on my.

The fireman rushed over and picked me up. I was weezing from the smoke and he took off part of his mask and put it to my mouth. I breathed in the fresh air that was coming through as rushed me out of my burning house.

Once we were outside he took off the air mask and I breathed in the cold air. I coughed again as he handed me over to the paramedics. They strapped me on this thing and put on a breathing mask. As they carried me into the ambulance I wathced as my house was ingulfed in flames. A snowflake landed on my cheek and I wondered how something as possibly good as snow could be happening while my life burned into nothing. It didn't make any sense.

I decided right then that I didn't want that to happen to anyone else. I didn't want anyone to have their lives go up in smoke like mine did. No one else was going to lose their parents in fires like I did. I wouldn't let that happen. That's when I decided I was going to be a firefighter.

So…what did you think? I'm writing the next chapter right now-and for those who are reading my other stories, I AM STILL WRITING THEM. This just kind of came to me and I really wanted to write it before I forgot about it. Tell me what you think! REVIEW!!!! LONGER CHAPTER COMING!

Julie*