Part 2 The story of how I had died had haunted me but comforted my as well. It was about midnight when my daughter woke up. My daughter's name was Alexis. Alexis was six years old with long, beautiful brown hair . When she came into our room, it was obvious that she was in distress. She had awakened us and told us that the house was on fire. I soon woke my son John and rushed my family out as soon as possible. When it was time for me to get out the door, a large chunk of the wall fell on me. It trapped me and I burned to my very own death. My last sight was my family crying and sobbing. Than I was dead. Now I need to find my family but first find out where they are. This is where our journey begins
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