id. As I was leaving April guaranteed me that she would be over first thing in the morning to start our day of fun. I was so excited that I ran home, chasing fireflies and skipping through the neighbor's yard. After getting 'tucked in,' the process where my mother wraps my blanket around me and tucks them under my body, I was ready for bed. The only thing I could think of that night was all of the fun things that we were going to do that next day. I left my window open so I could listen to the sounds of summer while trying to fall asleep. I awoke early that morning to hear loud sirens and to see flames towering above the elm trees that grew throughout our neighborhood. I jumped out of bed and ran through the living room bursting out of the front door to see that the flames were coming from April's house. I didn’t even bother to put shirt or shoes on; I was just worried about April. The neighborhood was lit up by the fire trucks lights, and the flames emerging from her house. I sprinted towards her house to see that it was totally engulfed by now. The fire fighters were trying their hardest to suffocate the flames but the water was not working. The heat was almost overpowering, but I knew I had to see if she was all right. When I started to run I as tackled from behind by someone. I started screaming out her name, "April, April!" The man who was holding me down said, "There is nothing you can do son." I wiggled and squirmed to get free but it was no use. Between the powerful heat and his strength I slowly lost my energy. I lay in the grass watching the flames slowly decimate their two story house. The thick, dark smog coming from the fire slowly filled our neighborhood with darkness. My parents found me crying on the ground covered with sweat and ashes. My father slowly picked me up and took me home. My head was rested on his shoulder as we walked back to our house I slowly watched April's house disappear into the night. I knew dee...
