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It was hot. I remember that especially. My Mother and I were riding down the road that led to the subdivision we lived in. The sun was shining down on the windshield, creating a glare when you looked out. The radio was up and blasting out the tune to some old eighties rock n roll. My mom was belting out the words and I looked out the window trying to distract my mind as the chorus to the song approached. I groaned in boredom as the endless wall of trees rushed by the window. But then I saw it. A small burst of somthing red invaded the trees. I did a double take as I saw what the red was. Fire. The entire woods suddenly was on fire. I stared out the windo my mouth open in shock.
"Mom! Stop the car! Fire!"
I yelled and the car flew to a stop, a few old CD cases hittingthe back of my seat.