Even though Gigi forced herself to move, her body wouldn’t cooperate. She felt weak and numb. Her arms felt like they were tied down, and her legs were pinned under something heavy. Her head was spinning, and her vision blurred from the thick smoke.
Panic surged through her as she struggled to move. She had to get out—if she didn’t, she’d burn alive. She needed to find her mom and siblings.
“Oh God…” she whispered, trying to sit up in bed. Her heart was pounding as the heat intensified. Her skin stung like it was being peeled off, and it felt like her lungs were about to explode. But Gigi didn’t give up.
The room was already choked with smoke, making it harder to breathe, and the fire was quickly eating through the building.
All she could think about was finding her family and getting
