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Just some info about how I got the names. The name Nathan isn't random. Nathan is the name of my older brother. Since I wrote this chapter on his birthday, the character in this chapter is dedicated to him. Nathan died in the year of 2000, and he would have been 18 today. I'm sad that he will never get the chance to read my story.
FYI, the character in the story is kind of important.
3/20/18
Happy Birthday Nathan :')
Chapter 38
(Happening same time as last chapter)
Firefighter POV - His name is Nathan
I was at the fire station, just doing random things, when some of the sirens went off. The speaker said that there was a fire. They gave the address, and my crew along with me started getting ready.
We put all of our gear on, and got into one of the firetrucks. There was an ambulance, two firetrucks, and a police car.
Once everyone was ready, which didn't take to long, we were on our way. The 'boss' of our crew was named Carl. He made the main decisions, and he put people where they needed to go in situations.
A few minutes went by, and we were almost there. The whole time, I was just listening to the other people talking. I was one of the most experienced guys in this crew. I have been on the job for almost the past 20 years.
I would most likely have to retire soon.
Today, there was also a new guy on the job. His name was Jason. I'm pretty sure that this was only his third mission.
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We finally got to the house. Not too long after we got there, two boys got out of the house. The older one was helping the younger one, and the younger one was only walking on one leg.
I hoped that these were the only people in the house. I knew they weren't, when the younger one said, "Darry, we got to go get him!"
The older one, who I knew was Darry, said, "You stay here. I'll get him."
Darry was about to go back into the house when he was stopped by Carl. Carl said, "Woah woah woah. You're not going in there. Its to dangerous."
I stepped forward, and said, "I'll go."
Carl looked at me with a concerned look. For it had been a long time since I had been in a fire, but I was still ready to do it.
"Please?" I insisted. I really wanted to help someone today.
He finally said, "Fine. But hurry up and be careful."
I was about to go into the house, when I turned towards Darry, and asked, "What's his name?" Darry said, "Ponyboy."
That was an original name, but it sounded so familiar... Where have I heard that name before? I looked around. It was dark outside, but the flames gave off a lot of light. I started seeing people come. They started standing in front of the house gasping. I had a feeling that they were just neighbors.
I went inside the house, and was met with smoke. It was dark, but you could still see light coming off of the flames.
"Ponyboy!" I started shouting his name. I got no response. I took out my flashlight, and called his name again. I walked a few feet forward. I was about to call his name again, when I thought I found him.
I did.
He was lying on his back, unmoving. I quickly went over to him. He looked about 14, maybe 15.
I carefully put my arms under his legs and back, and lifted him up. He was pretty light for a 14 year old.
The moment I stepped out the front door, people gasped. There were more people now than what there was before I went into the house.
Due to their reactions, I had a feeling that they knew Ponyboy.
I looked down at Ponyboy. He was still unconscious, and his face was covered in ash. I noticed that a part of his arm had been burned, badly. I noticed that there were dark bruises on his neck as well. Than it came to me... I had heard of him before.
Some of the people down at the station had been talking about him. He's the kid that had been choked. And now this.
Even though I'm a firefighter, and I've witnessed other peoples' houses burn down, I couldn't help but think that this kid almost had the hardest version of it...
Hey guys. Please remember that I named Nathan after my brother, whose birthday was March 20. He would have been 18.
Please review, and thanks to FrankElza for doing it.
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