At 2:00 A.M. on Tuesday morning, I was awakened by an uneasiness that was being caused by the hot temperature in the room. Sweating, I thought, "Am I sick?" Beside me slept Cheyenne and below me slept my noiseless, drowsy brother on the lower stage of the bunk bed. The room was lightly lit. I assumed the lamp next to my head that had been covered with a thin blanket to dim the light was …showed first 75 words of 859 total…

…showed last 75 words of 859 total…the adult and was supposed to have protected us, she endangered us instead by unthinkingly covering my reading lamp with the blanket. 4 years ago I had lost my dad to cancer, and the flame inside my family had gone out. This year, we found that the flame was searching for us. "Wake up Sarah. It's time for school," my mom said a couple of mornings later. That is how I prefer to be woken up.