The fire alarm went off, it came from the museum. All the firemen got ready and took off in the truck towards the museum. When the truck arrived the owner of the museum was there waiting. When the fireman got out the owner pleaded that they get one piece out. This piece was the four alarm fire piece. He claimed this piece was very important to him. He gave a detailed description of the piece and the area of the where the piece was at. The fireman took off and split up so they could cover more ground. What the owner of the museum forgot to tell the firefighters is that the whole section of that museum was paintings of fires. Each fireman did their best to find that piece, but there were just many. The fire was getting closer. 2 of 3 fireman decided they would go fight the fire and try to buy the last fireman some time to look some more. The fireman looking for the piece decided that he would start closest to the fire, he looked at about 30 pictures when he saw one that stood out from the rest. This picture sparked a memory. This picture looked just like a fire he fought several years ago. It was his third day as a firefighter and they got called out to a burning apartment and when they arrived the whole building was up in flames. They could not go in the building, the structure was unsafe and the building could collapse any minute. When they finally got the fire out the death count was 45 people. They did not save one single person. He felt that he didn't do his job and failed the people that died. He instantly knew this was the picture the man wanted. He grabbed the piece and told the other 2 people he had it. They all fled the building. As they got out of the building it collapsed. The firefighter gave the piece to the man, and man said this piece is most important to him because this is a picture of an apartment that burned down several years ago, my daughter died in that fire. The firefighter knew it was the same fire in which he could not save anyone. This fireman had a copy made of the picture and hung it in his house. Every time he sees it he remembers the 45 that died, and it makes him want to always do his best.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
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