Bum-bum-bum! The sounds of hundreds of footsteps slammed the ground. Trina ran with the young baby in her arms, as the smoke smell came into her nose. The fence was approaching, and Trina had to jump. She reached out for the fence, but the child slipped out of her arms. She couldn't go back. She didn't have time. The fire erupted the city. She had to flee. She could only hope for the best for her little baby, Anna.
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