[Ugly Casanova]

( I wrote this a while ago. I found it in my archives on my laptop. I'm thinking about picking it up again, but I'm not sure it's the story is good so far. It's not much, but tell me what you think. )

The flames were licking at Ronda Louise Lowe. The hair on her arms melting to nothingness and her skin turning red like a bad sun burn. Sobs of helplessness could be heard from outside Ronda’s fiery prison that once had been her bedroom. Ronda stayed low to the floor. The air above had been replace by a thick cloud of dark smoke and getting bigger by the minute.

She had awoke to the smell of plastic burning. When she sat up in her bed, she could see black smoke seeping through her the cracks of her door. Ronda had tried to escape, only to find her bedroom door locked from the outside and her window nailed shut. She tried to break the glass of the window, but the wooden pane was too strong from her to break. She was trapped within the blazing inferno and there was no way out.

When fire began to crawl under her door and spreading through her carpet, she had tired patting it out with her bare hands. Burning them severely in the process. With her hands aching and lungs begging for fresh air. She gave up and crawled to her bedroom window and sat under it. She was going to die.


Nicole Ann Lowe watched her house burn safely from her car that was parked a few yards away. She had a cell phone in her hand, ready to call the fire department when she thought the fire had engulfed the entire house. She could hear her daughter screaming for help only minutes before, but now there was only the creaking and popping of the fire eating the old wooden house.

She decided to call the fire department. Nicole throw the best act of her life while she was talking to the operator. She hysterically told the man over the phone that her baby was trapped in the fire and she could hear her scream. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she was caught up in the heat of the moment. Nicole was defiantly a good actress.