Every time I fall asleep I dream about that night and why im stuck here in bed. Im so glad I survived and I hope I can change my life around so next time when I am dying, I can say that I lived my life how I wanted.
Miss. Maudie kept a fire going last night in the kitchen for her potted plants. I guess something else caught on fire because before I could fully become awake, I heard the firemen of our town shouting. As I was trying to wake up I wondered what it was like to die. I wasn’t pleased with how my life turned out. I wish I could have done more and made more friends. If I died, who would come to my funeral? All these thoughts disappeared into the smoke when I realized I took to long getting dressed and I was stuck. I peered out the window to see if maybe I could jump and survive. The stairs fell apart and I knew jumping was the only way to get out of the house. I pushed my mattress out the window and after making sure it landed in the right spot, I jumped. I got stuck for a minute and I could see everyone’s scared faces. I wondered if I would see everyone again or hear the children laugh. I may be a grumpy old man but long ago I wasn’t like this.