5 Picture Story....Fire
She always wondered where her life may lead as a young girl never
knowing what she wanted was right in front of her. As time went on she
became intent on never fully knowing what her future had to offer and she
accepted that. She accepted that she was ordinary a little less the average and
bleak like her tan bedroom walls, she was fine with that. As others came into
them she did not but remained the little girl sitting on the swing alone. All
throughout middle school she was always the one sitting alone passing the time
with literature because to her that was her friend her escape those grand
Arthurs understood. The Mark
Twains and people of that nature comprehended what she went through understood
that a simple girl like her felt the world pass her on. When high school
presented itself in her life she walked the high school hallways as a ghost to
timid to share her voice and too shy for anyone to acknowledge her. There she
became friends with Maya Angelou and the Emily Dickinson’s of the world. Though
the authors may of changed she didn’t just advanced her reading material. Still
after so long she pondered of her purpose in the world never fully ok with the
not living she now didn’t accept that she waited on the sidelines of life. She
hated that she had no friends but authors with exceptional lives with
power/money and most of all notoriety. As she grew more and more unhappy she banished those
thoughts not knowing who she was but bitter wasn’t one of them allowing her to
see a little about whom the girl was. She laughed that still at the age of
teenager she still saw herself as a girl not yet a teenager but a little girl.
She accepted everything day after day she walked around and day after day she
sat alone in the class while peers joked around and teachers called on students
oblivious to the fact of her existence. She accepted it and she learned that
her day will come and when it dose she would no longer sit one the sideline
but, it will be her turn to live. No longer would she ponder the unknown but be
ready to grab her life by the horns and live. One week her life would be
forevermore changed and never the same this week would be her defining moment.
This week was the game where nothing else mattered the few second on the clock
where she had to make the shoot win or loose black or white no in-between. That
week she became an official women always the late bloomer but she slowly but
surely came into her self centimeter by centimeter. She was still the timid
little girl who didn't share her voice but she walked a little bolder with her
head slightly upright. A day after her new found strength the next defining
moment would take place her call her purpose would present herself. First of
all to understand this you would have to know she was very observant quiet but
very intuitive in her surroundings. In the middle of the day she sat in class
while others joked and were to busy with there lives she sat with her book. As
she read she smelled something funny a scent of hotness. Not familiar at first
with it she left the book open and wondered in the halls to see what it was. A few
flights up she saw what that the smell was a fire which grew in size. She
rushed to her class & yelled on the way there while no one paying her no
mind. She rushed in the room in a frenzy trying to get everyone to safety but
no one even noticed in a quick thought she pulled the fire alarm making
everyone gather there belonging to the designated exit. When she saw them moving out she
followed them while everyone consumed with there own lives she heard a yell for
help making her turn around to help once again. Someone was locked in the
elevator thinking it was a false alarm with aghast of inner strength this
became her defining moment the point where she came into herself. She knew what
her future was but to help and save a life in a calm voice she reassured her
fellow peer and began pressing the emergency exit and with luck it opened but
then closed. Uable to keep it opened herself she ran and got the fire
extinguisher and pressed the button once more making it open but instead of
closing again jammed the extinguisher in the opening setting the peer free. Now
the smoke filled her lungs and her surroundings with that last of hope fail to
the ground and knew she accepted no none knew her or acknowledged her because
she saved a life and her purpose was fulfilled. As she closed her eyes she fail into a deep sleep that she
would never leave. In the upcoming days there was talk about the student who
saved there lives and wondered why they haven’t known her.
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