Sacrifices

It's coming, oh God help me. I'm going to die, and my child shall die with me. Where is she! My dear Annie. My body starts to shake with the full force of my anguish as tears roll down my flushed cheeks. I'm to young to die, I'm not ready.

"Mommy?" I hear a feeble voice cry out. I know that voice anywhere. My annie. My head snaps up and there behind the flames I see my dear Annabel. She stands so small holding her dear teddy, reaching out for me. I let out a gasp as I see the flames reach for my child, with their greedy clutches. My daughter yelps back away from the large flames now tower over her. I cannot watch my dear baby girl die. I will not let it happen.

I decisively make a decision that will destroy me physically but save me mentally and emotionally. I leap in through the inferno of destruction, reaching out for my child as the flames lick away at my body. Her eyes enlarge as she sees me step out of the inferno. To her I must seem like someone with a glowing halo encasing my body. I smile at her with everything I have even though my bare flesh is being eaten away.

I encircle my arms around my child and she winces for a second. I am hurting her, but I must to save her. I run through my burning home that is like a massacre of destruction. I finally reach the door and throw my body through the flaming doorway, protecting my daughter with my body.

As I reach outside, the cold air strikes me like a bat and the heat burning away at my body enlightens. I drop to the ground and let my child roll out of my hands. Her arms are slightly burnt but she is alive and breathing. She stares at me with wide open eyes. Clearly seeing my pain she begins to cry, clutching her bear closer.

I move closer to her, trying to soothe her with my melodic voice, that is now hoarse. Yet somehow her sobs finally recede.

I hear sirens in the distance and let out a resigned sigh. By the time they arrive, all they will see is my small child, and ash. For I will be gone and I do not regret the decision I have made. Some how understanding what I have done, my babe waves. I give her a light smile showing what I have no time to say in my opaque coloured eyes. I finally give into what the fire wants and let it burn me away. As I die, I don't spiritually suffer, because, the only thing that has meaning in my life lives. All because I have given my everything for her.

I have no regrets what so ever.