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Lizzie darted toward the flaming building, thinking about what she would do once she got there. She knew the notebook belonged to Gordo; she knew Gordo was right through that window; she knew she had a chance to save him.
As she approached the building, she started screaming "Gordo! Gordo are you in there? Gordo!"
"Where do you think you're going?" a deep voice said from behind Lizzie. "Get away from there! What are you thinking?" Lizzie whirled around and saw a police officer right behind her. She tried to lunge at the window, but the officer grabbed her arm before she could reach it and started dragging her away from Gordo.
Lizzie started putting up less of a fight in the hope that the man would loosen his grip. She walked less than a step behind him and went very peacefully. She felt his strong fist loosen on her arm and thought "This is my chance!"
Lizzie darted away from the officer almost with ease. She ran as fast as she could, her heart pumping. The officer was a mere few feet away from her. She lunged for the window a second time and was successful!
Once inside, Lizzie found that it was the library. She searched through the smoke and flames for her friend. "Gordo! Gordo! Are you in here?"
She heard a faint moaning to her right. She whirled around and started walking toward the noise. "Gordo? Are you here?" she frightfully repeated. The moaning grew stronger. The smoke was becoming unbearably and Lizzie dropped to her hands and knees while still yelling for Gordo. She felt herself slam into something, hard. She became dizzy, but went on in the hope of finding her friend.
"Gordo! Gordo! Where are you?" Lizzie continued yelling frantically. She heard the "groan" clearly now. She looked up and saw the outline of a person through the smoke.
"Gordo!" Lizzie exclaimed. She reached out and touched him.
"Lizzie..." he started, but was interrupted by a coughing fit.
"It's okay Gordo, don't say anything. Can you stand up?" Lizzie asked hurriedly.
"Yeah..." Gordo attempted to stand up. "...No" he said as he feel to the ground. Lizzie stood up and lifted him up like a groom carries his bride into a room after the wedding and carried him through the window which they entered.
Sorry it's so short, but I thought this was a good place to stop. I'll start the next chapter.now.
Lizzie darted toward the flaming building, thinking about what she would do once she got there. She knew the notebook belonged to Gordo; she knew Gordo was right through that window; she knew she had a chance to save him.
As she approached the building, she started screaming "Gordo! Gordo are you in there? Gordo!"
"Where do you think you're going?" a deep voice said from behind Lizzie. "Get away from there! What are you thinking?" Lizzie whirled around and saw a police officer right behind her. She tried to lunge at the window, but the officer grabbed her arm before she could reach it and started dragging her away from Gordo.
Lizzie started putting up less of a fight in the hope that the man would loosen his grip. She walked less than a step behind him and went very peacefully. She felt his strong fist loosen on her arm and thought "This is my chance!"
Lizzie darted away from the officer almost with ease. She ran as fast as she could, her heart pumping. The officer was a mere few feet away from her. She lunged for the window a second time and was successful!
Once inside, Lizzie found that it was the library. She searched through the smoke and flames for her friend. "Gordo! Gordo! Are you in here?"
She heard a faint moaning to her right. She whirled around and started walking toward the noise. "Gordo? Are you here?" she frightfully repeated. The moaning grew stronger. The smoke was becoming unbearably and Lizzie dropped to her hands and knees while still yelling for Gordo. She felt herself slam into something, hard. She became dizzy, but went on in the hope of finding her friend.
"Gordo! Gordo! Where are you?" Lizzie continued yelling frantically. She heard the "groan" clearly now. She looked up and saw the outline of a person through the smoke.
"Gordo!" Lizzie exclaimed. She reached out and touched him.
"Lizzie..." he started, but was interrupted by a coughing fit.
"It's okay Gordo, don't say anything. Can you stand up?" Lizzie asked hurriedly.
"Yeah..." Gordo attempted to stand up. "...No" he said as he feel to the ground. Lizzie stood up and lifted him up like a groom carries his bride into a room after the wedding and carried him through the window which they entered.
Sorry it's so short, but I thought this was a good place to stop. I'll start the next chapter.now.