Flames in Sight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: May 18, 2010

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Coughing and struggling to breathe I fought my way through the flames. I peeked over my shoulder to see Kirsten lying motionless on the floor surrounded by flames. Expecting she was already dead I just worried about getting myself out alive. I made my way to the front door which was blocked by flames. I steadied myself and charged at the flames. I felt a burning sensation as I ran and then a cool breeze as I exited the building. I made it to the fresh air and collapsed on the floor. Someone had probably already called the fire brigade because the last thing I heard before I blacked out was the faint sirens of a fire truck.
*3 days before*
The bell rang and a wave of people emerged from the front doors of the school. As everyone spread in their different directions, I tried to find Kirsten. As I found her, we linked arms and walked to our bus stop. We catch the same bus but she gets off three stops before me. We walked onto the bus and found a mysterious guy sitting in our usual seats with the hood of his jumper draped over his face.
“Umm, we always sit there, move.” Kirsten said menacingly.
“I don’t see you names on it.” The guy said without looking up.
“Uhh, yeah actually our names ARE on it.” The guy looked on the back of the seat to see “Kirsten and Skye”. He silently got up and walked to another seat. We chuckled to ourselves and sat down.
We chatted about the most random things which proves how well of friends we are. We have been friends for almost 9 years now and have never been apart except for the one year where Kirsten was living in England and that seemed to be the one year where everything went downhill for me. I’m so lucky to have her in my life. The bus reached my stop and I hopped off and walked down the road and up my street to the very end where my house was. I walked inside, greeted my mum quickly and walked up into my room and locked my door, the reason I locked my door is because my mum does not know the meaning of the word privacy and if I don’t lock my door I could be in the middle of who knows what and my mum will just waltz into my room. I sat down and opened up my laptop. I went onto Face book and realized that I had an invitation to a party that was happening on Saturday, 2 DAYS! I accepted the invitation and called Kirsten up to see if she was going to be invited. She answered the phone screaming really loud so that I could barely hear what she was saying all I could make out was “PARTY!” and “TWO DAYS!” I laughed and her worries and told her to calm down.
“Tomorrow we will go shopping after school, stop worrying.” I heard her take a sigh of relief. We chatted for a bit longer then before I knew it; it was 2 in the morning. I quickly told her of the time and we hung up. I tried to sleep but I was too nervous about the party. I forgot about my worries and fell asleep.
The next day after school, Kirsten and I went to Supre. Kirsten is more of a girly girl than I am and she got a black, lacy high-waisted skirt with a simple black singlet. I got a black, over-sized t-shirt with sequins with dark blue skinny legs jeans. I told her of my worries about the party because it seemed too weird because of the secrecy of this party. We didn’t even know who the host was. She didn’t listen to it and just told me not to worry.
The night after, we went to the address of the party. When we arrived, I noticed that we had come to a warehouse. I hesitated to walk inside but Kirsten urged me into going inside. When we came inside I realized that all my worries had come true. We were the only ones inside. I tried to turn around and run but there were two guys standing in front of a locked door. I started to scream and hugged Kirsten she was sobbing into my shoulder and in between sobs I heard her say “I’m sorry” and “you were right”. I rubbed her shoulder reassuringly. The guys walked up to us but I couldn’t see their faces. One spoke and I knew I had heard that voice before.
“Hi Kirsten and Skye.” We both gasped and I realized that he was the guy that we tormented on the bus. We held each other tighter and we both started sobbing harder. The two guys ripped us apart from each other and I kicked and screamed trying to get to Kirsten’s side again. Their grasps on us were too strong. They threw us to the corner of the warehouse and bound our hands and feet together. We were left shivering in the dark corner while the two men disappeared out of sight.
Kirsten and I sat in silence. I was thinking so myself how we could get out of here but I had no idea when the men would come back, or if they would come back at all. Emerged in my thoughts, I was suddenly stunned with the faintest smell of smoke.
“Fire, they lit a fire.” I mumbled through my breath. I heard the sound of Kirsten wimping next to me. I shuffled my way around to face Kirsten’s back. With all my might I managed to unbind her hands. I shuffled back so that Kirsten could do the same for me. I sat waiting then looked over my shoulders to see that she was working on her own feet and had completely forgotten about me.
“KIRSTEN!” I snapped at her. She flinched from shock and quickly unbound my own hands. We both were now working on unbinding our feet. I was first to finish but I noticed that Kirsten was struggling. I managed to help her and we stood up planning to run for the exit. The whole warehouse was filled with smoke and around us was one big ring of fire.
 I walked closer to the fire to inspect how thick it was. It was quite thin so I decided to run through it. I peeked over my shoulder to see Kirsten, lying motionless on the floor surrounded by flames. Expecting she was already dead I just worried about getting myself out alive. I made my way to the front door which was blocked by flames. I steadied myself and charged at the flames. I felt a burning sensation as I ran and then a cool breeze as I exited the building. I made it to the fresh air and collapsed on the floor. Someone had probably already called the fire brigade because the last thing I heard before I blacked out was the faint sirens of a fire truck.


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