Sunday, January 31, 2010
Four-Alarm Fire
Smoke overwhelmed him as he struggled to find the exit of the art museum. He fumbled around on the handle of a door and opened it. He was surprised to see that the room he stepped in was not destroyed and barely had any smoke in it. At first he was upset that the door he opened wasn't the exit, but then he felt a sense of relief for some reason. He looked around and noticed the room was completely white and was about 12 by 12 feet. There was only one painting on the far end of the room. The picture the painting portrayed immediately compelled him. He walked slowly over to look at the painting. It was a painting of a house on fire and completely destroyed. He stood and thought about the painting. Never had a painting ever mean more than that one at that moment. He stepped over the rope on the ground meant to keep people away from the painting and unhooked it from the wall. With it under his arm, he ran out of the room and began to look for an exit with more diligence.
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I was very confused by your writing. Why would he be in a musuem that is on fire? Consider revising.
ReplyDeleteI liked the story... when you said he fumbled with the door I could envision him trying to open it and rushing in, i also liked how you never said the characters name or how old he was. it lets us use our imagination of what he looked like.
ReplyDeletei thought his was very well done! i liked how he walked into a blank room with a painting of a fire while he was inside a burning building at the same time. Nice job
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