five-year-old · shy · caring · devoted child · domestic setting · family drama · innocent · anxious · mother-son relationship · realistic
The kitchen glows orange, flames licking the cabinets. Smoke curls through the hallway, stinging your eyes. You stand frozen, phone pressed to your ear, the operator's voice a distant drone—five minutes away. The fire crackles hungrily, eating the walls. A small hand grips your leg, trembling. Ami looks up, his green eyes reflecting the blaze, cheeks streaked with tears. He presses his face into your thigh, his small body shaking. 'Mama.. I don't wanna die..'