Screaming Death
Screaming Death
When moving into a house you always believe that you will be safe from the outside world. Unfortunately, on July 17, 2000, my thoughts of being secure in a home completely changed. A reckless boy had driven his car into my house, driving through the kitchen and reaching my bedroom. All I could hear was screaming and crying. As I opened my eyes, I saw a black car that was entirely destroyed and white smoke crept through the demolished bedroom. Shattered glass, jagged nails, torn clothing and chunks of wood covered the carpet. Then I smelled gas, which began to grow stronger. The smell was so heavy that I felt it covering my entire body
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