Bombs. Bombs just dropped out of nowhere! One fell on the little cottage where I got dressed. Another one on a few trees. The fire was hot. I was sweating. “Tammy! Tammy!” Lots of people where calling my name. Lots of people were calling other names to. There were people screaming. Crying. Dying. Sam. Where was he? John was suddenly standing next to me. “Tammy move!” Why were they yelling at me? I turned. And in that split second I new precisely what was going to happen. But I was so shocked I couldn’t move. I felt John trying to pull me away. But when he didn’t do and run away and leave me. My friends where all running towards me. Where was Sam? Isn’t he sopposed to be the one trying to save me?! And at that moment…I was mad. At him. At Sam.It…it felt kind of…like a hot shower… That day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Well, for me, it was the worst.