Flames

I was so afraid! My heart was pounding so fast! I was trembling trying to hold back the tears the slid freely down my face. I just stayed there on the floor, hidding my face. Embarrassment and guilt soon filled the fear. What had I done? How was I going to fix it? What was going to happen? The burnt smell still hung in the air as I opened all the windows, the smoke slowly clearing. The ceiling was completely scorced and so were the walls. I tried to clean up as well as possible but the ceiling would be hard to fix.

Yet even though I kept cleaning, crying, trembling with my heart still franticly pounding I couldn't help but think back to the other ways I could have solved the situation but most of all...

...how I was all alone
with no one there to help me.