It was getting dark outside, only a red glowing disk was left in the sky. ’’Ouch.’’ I say as my neighbor’s kitten scratched my hand. My mum had left me here to go check up on my dad who had went to our little camp about a mile behind our property. She was worried. I wasn’t though because I was about seven and had no thoughts that anything could possibly be wrong. I played with the kitten a bit more giggling at how cute and tiny it was. Its name was Jamie. I was playing with him and got lost as it got a bit darker. I heard what sounded like a siren parade, then an array of light breaking through the setting darkness. I peeled the curtains back away from the window a bit more so I could get a full view at what was going on. Much do my dismay I didn’t like what I saw. My stomach started to …show more content…
Were they going to my Uncle Leonard’s house? Was it my Neighbors? Was my Cousin in an accident? Then BAM!! It hit me. . … . . . . .. . . .My dad. I couldn’t do anything, I was told to stay inside the house. How could I stay inside the house? One of my family members or friends could be out there hurt. The thing that was the worse though was not knowing exactly what was going on and who was …show more content…
When she did go back there she saw black smoke and your dad’s car was on fire. She had taken a canning jar and tried to break the window open. Much to her surprise the canning jar didn’t break but the window did. Though when she looked inside she didn’t see your dad inside. She looked to the back of the car to see your dad laying behind the car. She then went back to him. She told me she didn’t know how she could have possibly done so, but then she grabbed his arms and somehow drug your father away from the burning car. Then she called 911.’’ Rosanne says to