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The Burning House

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The burning house. It's a vision that is't unseen. It's a smell that's never truly forgotten. It's a lifelong memory that never fades away. The dead of night comes to life, while the rest of the world is sleeping, and the house that's been called home for many years is up in flames. The windows glow an eerie orange color, faintly illuminating the surrounding walls. The fire trucks approach, and in the distance, their sirens scream into the night, accompanied by ambulances and police cars. It's a hair-raising sound that brings an air of alertness fluttering throughout the atmosphere, but its stopped in its tracks by the thick wall of dark smoke billowing from the roof and windows of the building.

A burning house has the aroma of a campfire, but with a much more vulgar scent underlying it; it's sickening and poisonously sweet, and weighs the lungs down with its heavy smoke, but coughing does nothing, and the need to vomit is overwhelming. Even the normally vile scent of diesel exhaust from the firetrucks and ambulances is a heavenly escape from the chemical-laced fumes, which fill the air with its toxic stench.

The flames are visible, but silent, as the heavily treated wood doesn't pop, unlike natural firewood, which may crackle merrily under the orange embers. Slowly, the unsettling glow of the fire recedes, and is finally diminished, leaving a burnt and blackened memory right on the front porch. Even with the flames gone, the nauseating smell of smoke and burnt wood lingers for weeks on end, and even when repairs are finished, the sight of that charred hole on the side of the house will never be unseen.
Written from experience. If you have any questions, just ask.
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Derwen's avatar
Suddenly while reading this i stared to smell burnt plastic and tar. Is that ..normal? O_o

also: "even when repairs are finished, the sight of that charred hole on the side of the house will never be unseen. "  perfect definition of terrible memories in a nutshell. You are amazing! :hug: