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Finally, we arrived at the stairway, but the bad news was
that the hot flames had already reached the second step of the
stairs. Both of us were shocked by the situation and I was about to
cry. My mom comforted me and kept saying, “It will be fine”.

Luckily, she saw a small space between the staircase and
the fallen piece of ceiling. We had no choice but to run down the
stairway. My mom told me to crawl out first. I hold my breath and
finally managed to crawl through the narrow escape route.
My mom followed me and was about to get out. Without any
warning, another burning piece of ceiling fell on her. I reached my
hand out as far as I could to help pull her out.

“We are coming in! Stay there!” A man shouted from
somewhere not far from us.
“Run away, Mira! Now!” My mom was shouting at me.

I was speechless.

“You need to go now! and remember...” She paused and
coughed. “please use your ability to help others.”

Before I was able to say anything, someone grabbed my
hand and rescued me from the burning house. Everything around
me became slow motion and my eyes were closing gradually.
I looked back at the stairs for the last time.
Those were my mother’s last words and they will stay in my
heart forever.