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| The Fire | |
| By peeano1 | ||||||||||||||||||||
| 20 November 2006 | ||||||||||||||||||||
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I don't know what to say about this. It just popped up in my mind.... "So, can you tell us what happend that night?" The little girl remained silent. The officer held up his hands in despair. "She's refusing to speak", he told his boss next to him. The boss nodded. "Don't worry, she'll speak to us later. Right now, she's scared." The girl clenched her teddy bear tighter. She looked to be about 5 years of age and her small fragile face was muddied by streaks of dirt. The officers found her hiding behind a dumpster when they heard news of a building burning just blocks from their department. Nobody had any idea how the fire started. It was reported that everybody in the building had perished in the flames except the girl. When they found her, she was trembling quite bit and was still recovering from the shock. There was no trace of her parents. The officers paced back and forth. They didn't know what to do. If the girl still refused to speak to them, they wouldn't be able to solve the mystery about the fire. She was their only witness. Raking his hand through his thin hair, the boss spun around and faced the other officer. "Do whatever you can to make her speak. We can't just stand like this." "But boss-" "Do it", he interjected. "As you say, sir." The poor man entered the small room where the girl sat. Crouching to the girl's level, the man tried to coax her to speak by telling stories of his past. The girl remained expressionless and still didn't dare to speak. In his failure, the officer exited the room and returned to the boss's side. "She won't do it", he said. The boss glanced at the girl and then at the officer. "Give her the needle", he demanded. "Excuse me, sir but-" "Just do it. As an police officer, you will follow my command." "As you say so, boss." The man re-entered the room and in his hand, he held a small needle. It contained a special drug used to doze its victim and cause the victim to recollect any shocking experiences. The drug was very dangerous and only used if the case was neccesary. Never had the department was forced to give the needle in all of their years of duty. Nervously, the man hesitantly injected the needle while the other offices restrained the girl from her struggle. "I'm sorry, little girl", he whispered. Crying out, the girl kicked furiously but it did her no good. Once the needle was injected in her arm, she felt a stab of pain but instantly felt her eyes slowly close. For the next few hours, she slept, not knowing that she was murmuring in her sleep. "Mama was there in the kitchen", she muttered dreamily. "She said she was going to make cupcakes for my party on Saturday. When she said that, a mean-looking man stormed in. He said that he was going to set the building on fire. Mama screamed and tried to shoo him out but he hit her with his gun. It was big. Then, he ran out in the hall and shot many people. Some of them were my friends. He was a very bad man." The officers sat and quickly wrote the girl's description. "The man didn't see me. He was really big with a long beard. I could hear people screaming. I saw that he had set one of the rooms on fire. He then spread the fire to all of the exits. Mrs. Rogers was running around to find her son. She didn't know that he was killed by the man. She then tripped and the man pushed her out the window. He laughed after he did that. I was scared. I then saw a hole in the wall. I crawled inside and kept on crawling until I found myself near the garbage cans. I miss Mama." By now, many officers were trying to restrain themselves from crying. One woman officer had a box of Kleenex next to her. Her eyes were swollen and red. "Poor girl", she cried out. The others nodded. However, one man who was taking notes didn't seem to be affected by the girl's story like the others had. He continued to glance behind him nervously and hesitantly took notes. "Mama said that someday, we could buy a big house in a safe place and it will only be just the two of us. She said that Daddy will look down at us and smile proudly. Now, I know that Mama and Daddy will be together again." The boss nudged the woman officer. "It's almost time", he said. She nodded in reply. Suddenly, the girl's eyes flew open. She looked confusedly at the crowd of officers standing around her. Her gaze then drifted on the man who seemed to be occupied in his notes. Instinctively, she pointed at him. "You are the bad man." He looked up in surprise.
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