The Crucible Short Story

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Tragedy was near as I was strolling down the dirt road heading to my beautiful house in the North American colonies. I lived with my daughter-in-law, Merry, and with my grandchildren in a big wooden house built by my husband. It was a wonderful day that was filled with surprises and I was ready to take my slumber. As I slept comfortably, I was interrupted and woke up to the screams of “fire”. So I quickly got up and ran to see what all the commotion was about. Little did I know, my grandchildren had tripped over the rug and tipped over the kerosene candle. Once I reached the kitchen, the flames had already consumed it,yet I had the courage to help my grandchildren. I ran up stairs to find Merry. “Please, Anne, save my children!” Merry said as she gasped for air. “ I’m sorry Merry, …show more content…

“Because the kitchen is on fire and there’s no safe route to reach them,” I said as it became hard to breathe. I then grabbed Merry’s rough skin and pulled her to safety. I ran back and grabbed as many supplies as possible. As I ran towards Merry, I heard a loud sound coming from the living room. BOOOM! A huge part of the ceiling collapsed and pierced Merry’s stomach. “ANNE!!! I need you to get out of here NOW!!,” Merry yelled at the top of her lungs. “I can help you out of this,” I cried as i tried to lift the wooden support off of Merry. “PLEASE GOD, DON’T LEAVE ME HELPLESS AT THIS TIME!!” I roared trying to help Merry, but it was too late. She was gone. I realized that if I stayed any longer, I would die too. So I ran as fast as I could towards my front yard. Once I was at a safe distance from the fire, I turned around to see the house. The sight of burning wood lingered in the air and the dark smoke covered the moon light. Once I turned back around, the house was beyond saving and it was better to just accept the fact that the house was gone along with my possessions. As the night got colder and darker, I had no other choice but to sleep outside.

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