Ashes
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Chuks Anwasi, Grade 4, Burrendah Primary School
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Short Story
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2014
Excellence Award in the 'The Text Generation 2014' competition
Anthony bustled through the forest, tears in his eyes,with nothing except his toy car. He wondered if he had ran far enough from the fire to be safe and sound. Anthony used his sleeve to wipe his tears of sorrow. I wonder if my parents are still alive? Is Goldie safe in his tank?
Do we have insurance? Who am I going to live with? Millions of questions raced through his mind. Sorrow dwelled inside his heart, bitterness and anguish as he wandered through the forrest in search for the so called 'guardians' known as his parents.'Left, straight, right, right, straight'. The confusion and distraught inside his head caused him to burn like with exasperation. 'Woe betide the imbecile who brought this agony and pain to him', he thought. All of a sudden, he ran by the tree he screamed past running into the forest earlier. 'I remember the way from here!' he screamed as he sprinted to the left overs of the apocalypse in which had consumed his abode. He stumbled through the remains and debris as he sat down in the piles of black ashes. He mumbled under his breath.'Ashes'.