Smoke filled the air, everything seeming to happen in slow motion as I turned with everything aching in my body, blood streaming down my face. My arms were brought up, trying to shield myself from any incoming flames. The sob was stuck in my throat, shaking so bad and it was a minute later that I realized I was screaming, screaming out names, names of the women I had grew up with, women I had seen grow up and die over and over again, women whose children I had raised and watched marry.My heart was tearing apart, knowing this would happen, knowing they would be reincarnated yet the pain was still unbearable. My tiny hands tried to move and grab onto them yet the action could only be carried in my head, because my arms were heavy, all of me heavy.My ears cleared, the screams coming over and over until they died out one after another. I heaved hard, coughing and crying. It was all my fault, I should have stayed in the house, the tears pouring harder, wanting to call for Glenda, Libya,
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