A flame. It danced sullenly next to Alison's legs. She had no time to scream, it weaved closer and closer. "Aaarghhh!" Alison's siblings ran out of the house, closely followed by Alison's Mum. What a coward. That left Alison sprawling on the ground, unable to stand up and her Grandma, gasping for breath. She desperately tried to move closer to her granddaughter. A few moments later she grabbed Alison's hands and began to pull them towards the door when she suddenly fell. Her shoes smacked Alison in the face and made her nose bleed, cuts all over her cheeks. "Grandma!" She wailed, "stay calm."
As Alison was just beginning to get up on to her knees she heard a click and she collapsed. Her legs had been broken when Ryan pushed her. He was now nowhere to be seen. The wind suddenly slammed the front door shut and Alison's Mum, brother and sister were outside calling for help. On a road which was usually packed with people, there was now no one. Inside the house Alison and her Grandma still were on the floor, the flames ready to burn the house. Why weren't they spreading? Suddenly, a huge explosion occurred and sent Alison and her Grandma flying. Their skulls crashed into the wall. Alison looked to her right and saw her Grandma lying half dead. Her blood began to boil and Alison cursed at Ryan. HE WAS EVIL! WHY DID HE BEAT HER AND LEAVE HER FOR DEAD? The anger just turned to sorrow once more.

"No!!" The flames teased Alison and flickered inches away from her toes. Grandma was unconscious so Alison was, in a sense, alone. But she had another piece of company. The fire. All around her the giant flames roared, destroying years of memories. It carelessly leapt onto the mantelpiece and then creeped closer to something. The picture of Alison's Dad. "Stop!!!!" She tried to get up and reach for it but just fell down again, this time her legs sunk into the blazing inferno and scolded her. The pain felt paralysing. Suddenly, "Move out the way of the door!" A voice called. It had to be the fire brigade. "I can't!" Alison weakly replied, "com around the back." She heard footsteps echo around the perimeter of the building and then stop at the back. "I'm coming in!" The voice yelled again. The window shattered, making way for the fireman. He opened a door and came running towards her, "it's gonna be okay!" Another man came in and covered the flames with several fire blankets. The main fireman lifted Alison's lifeless body up and carried her out the door. Grandma soon followed. They were free.

"Al?" A muffled voice seemed miles away, "she's waking up!" In the distance Alison could see the rough outline of George Harrison's face. "Geo- George?" Alison slowly sat up. "Where am I?" She rubbed her aching head.
"You are at the hospital, love. After the fire."
The memories suddenly began flooding back. With every second Alison clenched her fists tighter. "Where was that freak?"She didn't say that though. She just bottled it inside, afraid in case he would come back.
"The firemen did a good job," Paul smiles and sits on the chair near Alison's hospital bed. George hits Paul with his newspaper, "it shouldn't have happened in the first place."
Alison looks around and sees Ringo, not saying a word. "Where's John?" Alison asks.
"His Aunt Mimi insisted he stayed away, she didn't want him to get a bug. She's a cow really." George chuckles.
"Visitors need to leave now." The doctor pops his head in but leaves again.
"See you Al."
"Bye love."
"Bye."
The three boys walk out of the room and Alison shuts her eyes, trying to block out all the bad memories of the day. Suddenly someone returns "the doctor." Alison thinks. But it wasn't.

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