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Essay Archive - House Burning Down
House Burning Down
It was in the middle of winter on a dark smoggy night, chills were
running through the house in and out of my room like a quiet ghost silently
coming and silently going. As I lie awake in my bed thinking of what the
next day should bring, my eye's start to grow heavy as I doze off. In the
distance I hear a faint booming sound, soon it starts getting louder and
louder and still louder until I could hear nothing but the noise. I was
unpleasantly startled and hurried over to my window. As I look out I could
see nothing but smoke and fire, catching this by surprised ....
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