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Inferno


Folks in the small town of Ispwich were jarred from their sleep by the sound of several explosions, followed by the wail of fire truck sirens.  Flames roared into the air in the blackness of night.  Melinda came to school the next day glassy-eyed and silent, in bedroom slippers and clothes she'd worn the day before.  Her father's gas station had burned to the ground, giving the family mere moments to grab essentials as they fled their tiny apartment in the rear.  Thank God for their dog Sam, whose frenzied barking had awakened them in the nick of time.

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I'm linking up with Velvet Verbosity at Week #319 of the 100 Word Challenge 
where the prompt this week is "surviving"

12 comments:

  1. I can't imagine losing everything like that.
    Thank goodness for Sam!

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    1. Things can always be replaced in time, but not precious keepsakes like pictures, treasured toys, wedding memorabilia, etc. This happens with fires, floods, tornadoes... and I can't imagine what it must be like either. Horrible, I'm sure. Cats and dogs have saved many lives as early warning systems, they know when something is wrong!

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  2. That's so sad. I know they're just things, but I can't imagine losing it all. So glad Sam survived and was the hero!

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    1. I agree Bee, this had to be such a traumatic even for the family, and yes, thank goodness Sam also escaped unharmed. Pets tend to hide when they are afraid and that can be deadly.

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  3. beautiful story of survival. (and I know folks near Ipswich, too) :)

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    1. Thank you PurpleMoose! I lived in the small town of Ipswich on the Dakota prairie for a few years while I was very young. I witnessed a gas station go up in flames there, it left me with a lasting impression and a very healthy fear of fire.

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  4. I felt as if this were someone describing a story about a fire, rather than a story about a fire. But I loved the image of Melinda in school in bedroom slippers.

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    1. You are right, David, this is more of a witness narrative than an action story from one of the people involved, I think it would be interesting to write it from that perspective as well! Melinda did indeed come to school with bedroom slippers on, it was all she had managed to take with her.

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  5. How awful to lose everything like that. So sad.

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    1. Experiencing something like that would certainly change you, Bo. I think it would be very hard to come to terms with losing everything, no keepsakes at all from the past. But still, it could have ended so much worse.

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