Last week something really bad happened at home. A fire started in the kitchen.

We were chilling on the sofa watching the news and chatting with my family. My sister and I were playing board game's like Monopoly, Snakes and ladders etc... But something unexpected happenend.

While we were in the living room, next to kitchen i heard my pet dog Sam whimpering in fear and barking. I got up and went to the kitchen. I smelled a smell of plastic burning, buring food and smoke coming from the stove and it started to get on fire.

I panicked and screamed as loud as possible and I told everyone that the stove is on fire. My mother and I called the fire fighters immediately.

I heard the sirens wailing to help. It was as hot as hell as the sun. The fire was blazing bright. Our family ran out of the house with all the stuff that were important. The fire fighters came just in time.

They dashed up the stairs and splashed the fire with water and turned on the fire extinguisher. The kitchen was burned ash by ash into dust. We went inside to thank them.

When our house caught fire