-The Fire-

=============The Fire============== 
People loved Invisible and it seems I'm good at writing
depressing stories so here is my next piece, The Fire
(Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, none of the events
depicted here are real.)
=============The Story============= 
"To be, or not to be. That is the question." I was reading the script of Hamlet in bed, for a school project. We had to create our own production of Hamlet, I was in charge of the lines. I turned off my torch and decided to go to bed. In the morning we had biscuits for breakfast and I set off for the school bus stop, in school we went about our usual business. Reading, writing, social studies, and finally theater. In class I presented my what I had done so far. "Fransico at his post. Enter him Bernardo."  and I went on in the like. Two weeks later it was time for the play, Standing on stage left where the actors entered I handed out the lines. Suddenly the lights went out, through the intercom the principal said a storm had blown one of the breakers. We sat in the darkness waiting for the lights to return. The smoke alarms went off and someone on the intercom said to evacuate the building immediately, teachers flung the back doors open and ushered all of the students and audience outside the building. Later we heard sirens race down the street as the firemen put out the fire, they rushed in the building and attempted to save trapped inhabitants. We were sent back home with letters for our parents saying the school had burnt down. We got a phone call telling us that a body had been recovered, my best friend. No, it couldn't be true. He couldn't be gone! The next day called his parents  in denial and asked to talk to him, they replied saying he was dead. It was true! I was angry with everyone. They could have saved my friend, The firemen, the principal, the teacher. But they didn't even try! Later I hung around alley ways trying to bargain with people who said they could bring him back, to no avail. I was depressed, there was nothing I could do. I refused food and drink, and locked myself in my room. I wouldn't accept his death. 
The End 
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This story was about DABDA, or The Kubler Ross Model Of Grief
consisting of these sypmtoms in order:
Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance.
If you have suffered a loss and are stuck on any of these steps,
just know that the only way to live life to the fullest and be happy is
to accept your loss. Your strong, you can do it!
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