History of a street

The fire had broken out around 4 am and the entire house had been engulfed by 4:15 am. Inside 3 children, 2 girls and a boy, were all asleep. Their parents had tried to save them along with neighbors but the flames were too hot. Many on the street just stood in shock at the flames engulfing the home when all of a sudden they all say the boy run out of the house. He ran out of the front door and ran up the street by all of them and into the house of one of his friends at the top of the block. Everyone was relieved to see him get out but were worried about the 2 girls left inside. The fire raged on until coming under control an hour later. The parents knelt on the street outside of the house as firefighters went inside to rescue their children. They came out carrying all 3 of them rushing them all into an ambulance. "3?" stated one of the neighbors looking around at the others. "But I thought I saw (the boy) run out of the house and into the Smith's front door."
"But the Smith's aren"t home"
"What do you mean? I saw the door open and (the boy) go inside!"
"I just spoke to them, their heading back now from vacation, I've been feeding their dogs since they left. I have the key, let's go see if he's in there."
"No they just removed him from the home!" said another neighbor.
"Impossible, we all watched him run out the front door and into the Smith's!"
"No you didn't, he's in the back of the ambulance right now."
"What?"

Sadly, the three children never made it to the hospital. Their funeral was held a week later and the parents moved down to the Jersey shore to get away from the tragic scene. In the meantime the house was renovated and sold to a Asian family fresh off the boat from Hong Kong. Not able to speak English except for their son the family was quiet. The street's children became fast friends with the boy and soon they were once again hanging out inside the house where 3 of their friends had perished.

"My mother has been frightened at night" said the Asian boy to his friends.
"Why?"
"She claims she keeps seeing a young boy's shadow in the middle room upstairs dancing around. Also there are times when she cannot open the back bedroom upstairs no matter how hard she tries."
"I think we need to talk"
So for the next 45 minutes the boy from Hong Kong learned about his new homes past. He learned from his friend that 3 of his friends had died in the home. All passed away in the house according to reports. The 2 girls in the back bedroom, the boy in the middle room. He learned that many on his street thought the boy had escaped. Many swear to this day that they saw him flee the fire through the front door of his house and run to the security of a neighbors home. The boy went home to translate the story to his mother who broke down and cried immediately.

The Asian family is still in the home. The son is a close friend of mine to this day and he still reports his mother will occasionally see the past residents playing in the middle room upstairs.

My name is Smith.