The Fire (Chapter 1)This is what happened on the 29th and (most of) the 30th of June. I will upload another section tomorrow, and when the story is finished, merge it all together. I would say enjoy, but its perhaps not the best of stories.The story begins in the early hours of the morning, on Saturday the 29th of June, 2013. I've just come back from a trip to Belgium, a school trip, and the coach has just arrived back at school. Since I have to walk home through a, let's say, sometimes unsavory town at 3 am (my mother doesn't have a car, and I can't drive...) I am accompanied by my dear mother. Walking past a stupid person who just so happened to be on the same trip, we head off home.We talk about relativity un-interesting things, that I can't really remember, as we stroll through the neighborhood. I think I mentioned the rainbow lolly pop that I purchased there which was full of E numbers and kept me awake for part of the journey.At home, I walked upstairs, past the kitchen (that was still fun
EightEight is a number, but it is also many other things.It is a bar in my hometown.And a date on the calender.It is the asterisk symbol on the keyboardAnd a symbol that appears like this: 8There are figures of eightPeople aged eightEight more days to go...Eight more days until my birthday, on the 8th day of the 8th month.