The story of scarificing

  If it was not him, my brother would be dead in the sea of flames.

  That night, the weather was dry.  Everyone was tuning the air-con to full power in order to get cool.  But on the hill of fire, it is more dryer than other places.

  I was playing hide and seek with Andes, a 17 years old boy and my brother, Rupid. The hill was full of laughter.  Suddenly, Andes ran up absurdly,"Beatrice, there......fire......run!"  Not waiting for my reply, he held my hand very tightly, and together.  We ran towards a safe place.  On our way, he shouted, "there's a fire, run!"

  As soon as the villagers heard his warning, they brought their family, ran together, to a hundred miles away. 

  when we got there, I realized my brother has vanished off the face of the Earth!  I was so worried that I cried my eyes out. 

  Without saying a single word, he dashed into the flames to save Rupid.  After a long time, we became depressed.  How worried we were!

  As I ran out of hope, Rupid came crying, "ununun..... Andes is dead when he tries to save me!"......

 

...... to be contined.

 

Author's Note

sorry for making you cry.

Reviews

[Cynthia]

Oh god!
What will happen will it be Jonathan whi dies
OH LA LA LA

Great Story! Hope you will continue quickly!
Is not that sad if you turn this to ENG