+Chapter Eight

There are now two new members of the orphan’s family, Stinky the rat and Blue the cat, but only one is official. Tiny Blue sleeps in Haidyn’s bag with her belongings in it, snug tight between her old raggedy clothes, while little Stinky sleeps in the hole where it’s been sleeping. Kean was the only one of the orphan sisters without a special pet. She was the loneliest out of them all already but now she was even lonelier. Haidyn already spent most of her time cleaning and cooking, but now she cut out some of that time to cook, clean, and play with her new kitten Blue. Yena spent most of her time messing with her hair, she still did, but now she got up to play with Stinky a lot and tease her twin about not having a pet. Yena and Haidyn spent all of their time with their pets and no time with Kean.




After a long day of ignoring Kean the two sisters went to sleep. Soon after Kean went to sleep too. She started to have a dream or maybe it was a flashback. The setting was back at their old home, before her parents died. It was a beautiful clear night, not a cloud in the sky. You could see every star in the deep blue-purple sky. It was the week before her and her twin’s birthday. Haidyn was in the same room as her lying on her stomach in her light yellow nightgown and matching slippers painting a picture of a daisy with a yellow sun in the corner with fluffy white clouds and grass. Yena was there too, in her purple nightshirt and night pants barefoot sleeping on the couch with an ocean of drool flowing from her mouth and off her bottom lip and her head hanging off the armrest. Kean was wearing her gray nightgown and fluffy gray ballet slippers. In the dream she walked up to her mother and said to her “m…Mami…I…I think something…something bad is gonna happen…on my birthday”



“Don’t worry sweetie, nothing bad is going to happen, think happy thoughts,” said her mother, and then she kissed her forehead and patted her daughter on the head and walked into the kitchen. Her mother was a petite woman with a face that was narrow and sculpted, Haidyn had the same face. In the dream she was wearing a rose pink dress with a white-laced collar and white shoes. Her hair was down to her chin with bangs down to her eyebrows that curled under at the bottom and it was light brown. She had a soft voice like Kean but it was sweet like Haidyn’s voice. She had narrow eyebrows and large, almond shaped, pale blue eyes. She never wore any make up; she didn’t need to. She was naturally beautiful inside and out.



Next, that scene faded away and a new scene started. It was a week later on her and Yena’s birthday. That day the twins turned six years old. The orphan’s parents were there. Their dad was a slightly tall, built man with short jet-black hair. He had a rough voice but he was sweet. He had almost orange eyes and a wide face. Their father wasn’t usually around; he was always working so he did not get to see them very often.



In the dream Kean was exited and smiling, jumping around in her shiny gray dress with the white-laced collar on it rimmed with the same gray on the ends with sleeves down to her elbows. It was her present from her grandmother. Yena had the same exact dress except her dress was a shiny bright purple with a purple rim around a light pink collar. Soon later, their mother called them over “ Yena, Kean it’s time for cake!” They both ran over to the polished wooden picnic table in the back yard. The table had balloons tied to the legs and corners; the balloons were silver and purple. It had a white tablecloth draped over the edges swaying in the cool breeze When the girls got over to the table all of their friends and family sang happy birthday to them. “Okay time to blow out the candles!” said their mother with a beautiful smile on her face.



“I made the cake all by myself!” said nine year old Haidyn with a big smile. She was wearing a light yellow dress that looked just like Yena and Kean’s. Her dad, wearing a blue shirt and nice navy slacks, rubbed her on the head messing up her hair and she giggled cutely. The cake was a circular shape in white frosting with pink and purple frosting around the edges with six silver candles in the center. Kean and Yena giggled and laughed as the kneeled on the seat of the picnic table.



“Happy birthday my daughters,” said their father. The girls hugged their father and thanked him, and then as the crowd of family members and close friends counted to three, they blew out the candles. Right at the moment they blew out the candles, they hear the sound of a huge explosion coming from the direction of the house and flames shatter through the windows near the room with the furnace and dark smoke rose up to the sky wildly from the house like a geyser. As they looked over their father had already ran to house. Yena and Haidyn shrieked and screamed loudly out of fear and for a second Kean stood there watching her father run with wide worried eyes.



“Daddy, Daddy come back!” she screamed, then she tried to run after him, but her mother held her back “Let go Mommy! I have to get Daddy! Let go Mommy! Let go!” she kicked her legs. Yena held the bottom of her mother’s dress covering her face while Haidyn held onto her mother’s leg on the opposite side both of them looked very scared. All three of them were almost crying hey were so scared, the mother too.



“Stay here” said their mother, she put Kean down and Yena let go of her dress and she too ran to the house after her husband. Kean tried to run again but Haidyn yanked her back by the shoulders making all of her hair fall into her face. A minute later the roof of the house collapsed; their mother and father still inside. All three of the girls screamed loud high-pitched shrieks and Yena and Haidyn fell to their knees crying. The guests comforted the girls. Kean quickly ran to the burning house with tears streaming down her sun kissed tan face. One of the guests called nine-one-one on their cell phone and the fire department got there just in time to keep Kean from going into the fire.



“Stay here little girl, it’s not safe” said a fireman that grabbed Kean by the hand.



“But my mommy and daddy are in there!” she cried.



“I’m sorry little girl, but I can’t let you go into the fire,” said the fireman



Kean started crying again...