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My neighbor has been so kind really, even when i don't deserve it, but, last night, his house was on fire, i saw it through the window.
Then the little girl who was his daughter, came to my doorstep, she was crying, she was crying a lot, and couldn't talk properly, of course i let her in.
At first, she was really sad, but, after a few days, she got numb. It really started to worry me even if i didn't showed it.
She stopped crying, eating, i think sleeping.
Did she saw her parents getting burned alive? I didn't wanted to ask her about it, would be better if she didn't think about it.
I just, i just tried to do my best, even the tall guy took care of her in a way. She also loved the orange cat, i felt glad everytime i saw her smile, or laugh despite everything.
Then, FEMA knocked my door.
They wanted to take one person inside my house, i didn't trusted them, they already took another guy and didn't returned him. I told the agent to go away.
Afterwards, the FEMA agent got into my house and grabbed by force the little girl's wrist and he was about to get out of my house with him i pointed my gun and shoot him right into his head.
I ran towards the little girl to guiade her inside again, something hit my head really hard, i fell on the ground.
I tried to get up again but i couldn't, i felt really dizzy, i saw how they took her, i told them something but i think they just heard mumbling.
I regained my composure some minutes later, i stood, and entered my house, at least nothing tried to attack me when i was on the floor.
I couldn't
I couldn't protect her
I couldn't protect her
I couldn't save her
I couldn't save her
I couldn't
I fell asleep while crying, the next morning, i didn't had the energy to check on anyone, or eat, or get out of bed.
I could smell someone died last night, but, i stopped caring.
I don't care what happens outside.
Maybe 2 or 3 days later i got outside of my bedroom and searched for the tall guy, he was still there at least, he was a nice guy, i told him that he was the new homeowner now.
He, looked confused but accepted that anyway.
The best part?
I wouldn't have to worry anymore about this.
I wouldn't have to think about this.
Nobody is going to miss me.
Goodbye.