Puzzle Pieces: III: Fire

The burning heat of the fire is crystal clear. The bright yellow and orange of the flames as they flickered. The flames consumed my baby doll that was thrown into the fire pit. I remember there were the neighborhood boys who liked to terrorize every other kid that they came across. That day i was the victim.

My favorite doll came everywhere with me. Those boys tore her from my arms and threw her down into the fire pit. The fire destroyed her beautiful flower dress first, than it began to eat her body. I watched as her plastic body slowly melted, it bubbled and then darkened until there was nothing left of her.

Those boys just laughed. They laughed as i watched and cried as my doll, my only friend other than my dog, disappeared into nothing. I don't remember how i first met them or where i first saw them that day or what happened after that. I don't even remember what they looked like. All i remember is the fire and mocking laughter.