"Help! Someone help my Grandmother!" the little boy is shouting on top of his lungs while tears were streaming down his small and reddened face. He knelt beside his grandmother trying to make her get up, seeing him exerting so much force on those small hands his grandmother can't help but feel sorry.
"Cough..cough.." the fire grew bigger and bigger that the old woman's vision became clouded because of the thick smoke.
"Grandmother, you have to get up! We need to get out of the house or else we'll burn. We have to get back to Grandfather. " he said this frantically in between his sobs.
The old woman knew very well that she will not be able to get up, the impact of her fall a while back might have broken a bone or two. Debris were already starting to fall, any longer and they would be burned alive.
