Talk:Kick/@comment-5463410-20130520040729

I hear the siren, putting me in panic.

I see the lights, blinding my eyes.

I feel the tension, making me uncomfortable.

I see the ambulances and fire trucks racing down my street, making me shake.

I look across the way to see the flames.

I loved that house, but now it has burned down to ashes.

It was the home of someone special.

This tragedy has ruined me.

The family has a large chance of living.

Except the son. He has hardly any chance whatsoever.

How I love that boy.

Oh, how I love him.

Jack Brewer will always be in my heart.

Kimberly Crawford