The fire dances amongst the house,
With such elegance, like a ballerina who spent her whole life practicing for this moment,
So beautiful yet destructive, leaving nothing but ash in its wake,
The house screams in terror as it starts to fall, collapsing in itself, causing the fire to erupt even higher,
The firemen try their hardest to fight the fire, hoses at the ready, dousing the fire with its mighty blast,
The fire reels back in pain but stands firm, not backing down an inch.
Hours later the fire finally has its last breath before leaving the area with nothing more than smoke,
The family inside never stood a chance..
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Author:
Reyas (Pseudonym) (
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A fine write Reyas. I dunno what was happening at a BBQ in a park. I was the other end of the park, but heck of a lot of smoke. They'll burn the place down!
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