She smelt the smoke, clogging her throat, she heard her
mother calling her, screaming for her baby. she was scared,
she didnt know what was happening. she left her bed,
quickly, taking long choking breaths, she heard a man,
calling out, her mothers yells were louder. she heard the
front door fly from its hinges, she heard her mothers
screaming thrashing body dragged from the house. 

The little girl didnt see the man come into her room, lift
her from the blackened floor, and carry her from the burnt
and bleeding house. She didnt feel her mothers touch, her
mothers warm tears - The little felt nothing, the little had
already gone.