on a stormy day I was sitting on a warm posh, sofa drinking a sweet honey tea with my really posh grandma and granddad.My brother came in with his rude band. mum and dad think there practicing their song but really just watching wrestling in his room.Now lets get back to the the main part of the story.After we finished our tea my granddad got up and said " i,m going in the kitchen to make some lovely pizza with pepperoni. a few minutes later a could not believe the smell, IT WAS A FIRE.

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