Los Angeles Is Burning
I stood on the bluff and looked out over the lights that have became my home. Whether it is the home I want is still undecided. Nevertheless, as of right now, no matter how shitty or wonderful, it is my home. The lights were present as ever and the stars just as invisible. I gazed out into the distance with many toward the far away mountains. Los Angeles was burning.
The fire had started earlier than I had arrived and was already dieing down. Nevertheless, miles and miles away, there was no doubt that the sky was illuminated orange and the flames were consuming some poor town. The flames started to grow and I left. I was done with the destruction for the evening.
How did it start? I don't know. The dry air? The point is that the fires I used to watch on TV as a little kid were scary. I made my parents actually do the fire escape thing that they told us about in 1st grade. I knew how to escape from my home if there was a fire and how my family and I would be safe. I had it under control.
I left the bluff after only a few minutes. It was truly incredible to watch. I had no control over this fire. There was no window to jump out of. There was no fire men stopping this. This was epic. I flicked my still burning cigarette and gazed at the orange mountain once again. Then quickly stepped on my cigarette. I parted ways with the bluff and fire then.
Enough destruction for one night.
The fire had started earlier than I had arrived and was already dieing down. Nevertheless, miles and miles away, there was no doubt that the sky was illuminated orange and the flames were consuming some poor town. The flames started to grow and I left. I was done with the destruction for the evening.
How did it start? I don't know. The dry air? The point is that the fires I used to watch on TV as a little kid were scary. I made my parents actually do the fire escape thing that they told us about in 1st grade. I knew how to escape from my home if there was a fire and how my family and I would be safe. I had it under control.
I left the bluff after only a few minutes. It was truly incredible to watch. I had no control over this fire. There was no window to jump out of. There was no fire men stopping this. This was epic. I flicked my still burning cigarette and gazed at the orange mountain once again. Then quickly stepped on my cigarette. I parted ways with the bluff and fire then.
Enough destruction for one night.