Hi my name is Olivia. I am a six year old girl with shiny blond curly here in a small cradled village with lots of small empty beret apartments. Because for tragic years ago there was a fire. It lit up so bright like a hundred torches and the fire spread and house’s got burnt to the ground. There were broken down cars from crashing in together like fire with water. My mum and dad were making as little food as have left. We have to try make it through the week.
I was out on my own it started to rain the clouds were gray it looked like burnt candy floss. I was lucky that I had my rose red coat to keep me worm . The rain started pouring down like a thunderstorm on a cold winter's day. I was about to turn around and go home but I was so far away that I didn’t remember what we I went.
It was getting colder each minute I could hardly hear anything but the sound of teeth chattering. My hands were shaking I could see the stem coming from warm breath. I dropped down on the wet solid ground the lights in my eyes went out it was pitch black. When I woke up I was next to a bright orange fire there was a woman she had a mag in her hand.
I felt so weak even weaker than I have ever felt before. I was aiming for the door then I hear a voice it was the woman's voice. She said where do you think you are going. I need to go home dinner will be ready and mum will be wired. You will freeze if it wasn't for me you would have already freezes.
As I look out the icy window the trees were covered with snow as I run to the door. I sprinted away like the ground was breaking. Suddenly I remembered what way I came and run home once I got home I gave my mum a Huge hug and told her about my journey. The End
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