F Is For Fire Short Story

Words: 645
Pages: 3

F is for Fire

It was January. My mom’s parents lived in a house right next to the Limestone high school. But they didn’t live there alone like most grandparents. They lived there with my mom’s brother, Joe, and my mom’s sister’s son,Christian. Joe and Christian weren’t very nice to my grandparents they stole things from my grandparents, and didn’t pay for anything at my grandparents house, including not paying any rent, at all, and they were old enough to get a job. But neither of them had their high school diploma. They dropped out before they got theirs. So we weren’t a everybody-knows-everybody-and-are-like-best-friends kinda family
Well anyways, it was a early sunday afternoon and my grandparents were at church, Joe wasn’t at the house,