Emilee Alice White
"The smallest feline is a masterpiece."
A young girl was lyring in her bed, unmovable. Emilee was a deep sleeper. She could even sleep through a marching band, without even moving. Her arm twitched as the small nitemare ran through her head. It was her with her family, and then, out of nowhere, a fire started. All around her, the flames grew and grew. Then she saw a boy who was starting the fire. 'Stop!' She begged, but he wouldn't. His eyes were on destroying at the moment. She stared in horror as her family were getting farther and farther away from her. 'No! Wait!' She screamed, but they didn't hear her. The fire grew more, and she couldn't see them anymore. 'Don't leave me! Do-BEEP BEEP BEEP.' A small gasp escaped the girl's mouth, and she sat up, eyes wide. This wasn't the first time she had a nitemare like this. She hated fire, hated it a lot. Almost as much as she hated water. Well, drowning in it. She ran her hand through her hair before sighing and her head landed on the pillow once more, with a thud. The alarm clock was still going off, so she reached for it and it instantly stopped. Then she forced herself to get up off the bed onto the floor.
Emilee hated mornin
