I knew that my mother would no longer move and I could no longer stay in this burning building.
I went to the window and stuffed the letter into my shirt so I wouldn't lose it. With determined eyes, I climbed through the window and hopped to another roof. Luckily, the smoke was so thick and the night was dark that no one could see me.
I peered through the smoke and caught sight of a young teenage boy watching the scene with cold emotionless eyes. His eyes turned to look at me as if he had felt my presence. I glared at him through the smoke.
I tightened my fist. I want to kill him for killing my mother.
But I can't.
I promised my mother.
I agilely ran off into the night without hesitation. I had expected him to follow, but surprisingly…
He didn't.
