My Treasure

A war has begun, I witnessed soldiers breaking into houses killing innocent families. As I watch my house slowly turn into ashes I run like Usain Bolt to rescue my nanas urn. It was foggy and the room was covered with black smoke. I get closer to the living room. I find it hard to breathe. I am covered in ash. Rubbing my eyes, restoring my eyesight and rushing to save my beloved urn of my nans ashes. I quickly run back out of the building slowly feeling light headed. 


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