I heard the bells ring at the church miles away. I woke up. The power was out. It seemed to get darker. The darkness closed in around me. Them lightning struck. My apartment caught on fire. I tried to wake my family, but it was no use. So I ran out. The apartment burned down. My emotions took the best of me. I took out the knife in my pocket and then I looked at it. I decided not to make my life end right there. I waited for someone, something to come. Morning came and power was restored. I was unable to call 911 that night.
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