Personal Narrative: Breaking The Inside Door

I have saved the lives of at least 6 people in my life, here the story.
I was delivering milk into a liquor store and saw the street apt windows ,2nd floor, implode. I ran upstairs and found a bunch of spt dwellers standing in the hallway with the manage frantically saying that she couldn\'t get into the room because she couldn\'t open the locked from the inside door.. I had no room to move so I said, \"stand back I\'m going to break the door down\" As I did so, I created what I believe is called a backdraft, or a flash up. Just as I got inside I stumbled over the elderly man in the room laying in front of the door. The ignited fire was incredibly hot, all of my sinus cavities in my head drained instantly onto my shirt, I quickly grabbed the man by his belt and shirt collar and tossed him just outside the door and dived on top of him. The intense heat had started to ignite the hair on my arms and head, and I was beginning to spontaneously combust. Someone in the hall had a blanket and kept the worst from happening, As I headed for the stairway I heard fire engines arriving and the prone man moved his arm imperceptibly and I knew he was alive. …show more content…
Because I was a big man, former arm wrestler, I was able to lift him up enough with my left arm and undo the belt with my right. I sat him down on a fallen log, grabbed his hand and asked what was so horrible in his life that he felt he must die. He told me he was married, an alcoholic that had just crashed his third car of the year and he couldn\'t go home in this state. Just about this time two joggers passes us by with a sneer on their face that seemed to say, great, two more queers in the park, never suspecting what had just