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Final Ails In Life part 5

My home was burnt to the ground, the septic tank was still overflowing, and my entire family was outside, glaring angrily at us as the horsemen dropped us off.

"Care to explain this?" Dad asked, motioning to the ruins of what once was our house. "You were the only one home. How did the fire start?"

"God did it! The world is ending!" I cried. Wow, I really cried a lot that day.

"Don't blame God for your own faults," mom said.

"You ruined my blanket," accused Sammi. "You got donut all over it!"

"We're on a tight budget this month, and now we have to pay for all this damage. You won't be getting allowance for at least a year." Dad crossed his arms. "Don't ever do this again. You should spend more time checking on things to make sure everything's safe. Your 'accident' roasted the rat."

"Guinea pig," Sammi corrected.

"Whatever."

"At least she wasn't the one who kept rotten eggs in her underwear drawer," offered Burch. "Sammi." He gave her a pointed look. It was really, really pointed. I think Sammi got a tiny cut.

"So it wasn't sulfur?" I asked.

"No, Hannah," Burch said.

"Bu--but the world could still end! What time is it?"

"Six-thirty."

"Oh. I guess the world isn't ending."

All's well that ends well.

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Final Ails In Life part 5

My home was burnt to the ground, the septic tank was still overflowing, and my entire family was outside, glaring angrily at us as the horsemen dropped us off.

"Care to explain this?" Dad asked, motioning to the ruins of what once was our house. "You were the only one home. How did the fire start?"

"God did it! The world is ending!" I cried. Wow, I really cried a lot that day.

"Don't blame God for your own faults," mom said.

"You ruined my blanket," accused Sammi. "You got donut all over it!"

"We're on a tight budget this month, and now we have to pay for all this damage. You won't be getting allowance for at least a year." Dad crossed his arms. "Don't ever do this again. You should spend more time checking on things to make sure everything's safe. Your 'accident' roasted the rat."

"Guinea pig," Sammi corrected.

"Whatever."

"At least she wasn't the one who kept rotten eggs in her underwear drawer," offered Burch. "Sammi." He gave her a pointed look. It was really, really pointed. I think Sammi got a tiny cut.

"So it wasn't sulfur?" I asked.

"No, Hannah," Burch said.

"Bu--but the world could still end! What time is it?"

"Six-thirty."

"Oh. I guess the world isn't ending."

All's well that ends well.