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FIRE


It was dark and warm in the house, with Mom and Dad sleeping on either side of me, I felt comfortable and safe. It was so quiet in the house that the wood in the fire was crackling louder than usual. Our house was one big room with stairs leading to the attic and a front porch entrance.

As I lay there, I studied the cupboards, chairs, and the stove pipe with their shadows. Then as I slowly looked up at the ceiling I held a quick breath. I quickly pulled the covers over my head and stayed still for the longest time. When I gained my confidence, I slowly pulled the covers from over my face. I took one long look again and couldn't believe what I was seeing.

How could the stove make a fire up in the attic? It is burning up there, I'm sure it is, and no-one is awake to know!

I decided to wake Mom and tell her. I rolled over quietly and called her in a whisper. She didn't move. I elbowed her and called "Mom, I think the attic is burning."

"No, my little one," she whispered, "The fire you see up there is the shadow of the fire from within the stove. Just like the shadows on the floor and walls from the cupboards, stairs and chairs. So, sleep my little one."

She cuddled me and talked to me softly of tomorrow as she always did, when I couldn't sleep.

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♥.RIDDLES.♥

Assignment No.1: Riddles

Q:What is broken every time its spoken?
A: Silence

Q: What goes up a chimney down, and down a chimney up?
A: Umbrella

Q:What building has the most stories?
A: Library

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Pamolarco, Angie P.
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