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Fire Child

Heather Marlow

College English 1 Period two 11\17\06

The time was 1 am and officer Smith was patrolling the park when he saw her. A frail dark haired tan young girl, sleeping on a park bench. She looked out of place and lost. She was only wearing a XL black t-shirt and a pair of shorts. He softly walked over and nudged her shoulder. “Miss… miss wake up your aren’t allowed to sleep here. Miss let me take you to the homeless shelter for tonight” He grabbed her arm to try and get her to her feet, but what felt like a lame rushed up his arm. All the hairs were singed off and it was beat red. The cop let out a yelp of pain and ran back to the police station. When he came up with reinforcements the girl was gone.
 * 1

It was a warm and nice sunny day. Perfect to spend at the park. The news of Jasper Island had washed over so fast that it already seemed like yesterday news. A young girl of 16 or 17 was strolling along the path when she came across a candy apple red 10-speed bike. She walked around it once or twice admiring its shimmer. Then a crazy man came running out from behind a bush screaming “ Get away from my bike you punk! Before I call the cops on you.”
 * 2

The smell of smoke had stained the air. Every thing was hazy. She only knew one thing… the boat was not there. She would have to swim. She tired to remember how far it was back to the mane land. Then maybe again it was better she didn’t know less to think about. Her head plunged into the ocean causing ripples over I the smooth surface disturbing the peaceful appearance. The water started steaming as if she was in a giant tee kettle with the flame turned up high. The water felt like a bath just filled with steamy warm water. It was the ocean in the middle of April even during the summer it didn’t get this warm. She knew it had something to do with her but she had no time to stop and question is she was a little more then half way across the ocean and was beginning to become very tired. She could barley make out the shore of Radcliff off in the distance. She reached the shore and pulled her self out of reach of the in coming tide and fell asleep. For how long no one knows but it was enough time to have her forget… or so it would seem.
 * 3

I ran back to my town. Only a few houses were still standing, one was mine. I crawled inside and passed out on my bed. Not aware of the voices calling out side for. What only felt like 5 minuets of rest I was shaken awake by my brother Sabine who was telling me to run.
 * 4

Another sleepless night, those dreams wont stop coming only last night was different. It was more detailed less fuzzy and more real. The girl I that I guess is me in the dream set fire to an island. There was a storm that amplified whatever small gift she had. These dreams keep getter weirder. They always link together though, always have the same story line. I swear they must be the a memory from the past I can’t remember living.
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