A/N: I just tried to edit a lot of the mistakes I saw in this, I am also going to try to continue working on this plz read

As she walked up, she felt the heat. It wasn’t from the temperature, being that it was mid-autumn. She didn’t look at the sky so she did not see the black clouds. But she did see the orange glow upon everything. Her heart dropped because she knew what had happened before she turned the corner of her street. But as she turned the corner she froze in shock. Her home, her family . . . But somehow she continued to walk toward the walkway of her home. The flames . . . bright orange and red engulfed the entire home. Trees and bushes alike, burning also. The huge crowd stood gaping, unable to do anything due to the barricades. She walked right past the crowd unnoticed and began to walk into the home; she’d lost everything anyway. What was the point of living anyway? But a man dressed in black with yellow stripes and a yellow helmet with an axe in hand stopped her.

“Sorry ma’am, I can’t allow you in there.” He said sorrowfully.

She stopped and just collapsed onto the ground and stared at the house. I couldn’t help them . . .

And then that man awakened her, as she was lying in their bed, from the dream that haunted her every anniversary of that day.

“Come with me to the graveyard.” She begged.

“Don’t worry, I always do.” He replied with a smile she could not she in the darkness.

The next day she put roses next to all four of the graves, as she read the inscriptions that were engraved to her memory . . .

Meridith Wilson- Beloved mother1967- 2005

Joshua Wilson- Caring father 1965- 2005

Melody Wilson- Adored Sister, wonderful daughter. 1985- 2005

Harmony Ashire- Beloved daughter, flame snuffed to soon. Mommy misses you dreadfully 2000-2005.

I put extra on Harmony’s grave. She was my baby, my only baby