The Fire

It was a Sunday evening a day before my birthday. I saw mum carrying a box and I got super suspicious.

And as every suspicious person would do when I got the chance I snatched the box and took a sneak peek. From the box I could see millions of small firecrackers. I hid behind the kitchen counter where the oily fryer was dripping.

I slowly dropped the fire cracker hoping it wouldn't make that much noise as it was free falling to the ground a bit of oil from the fryer collided and an enormous blazing fire appeared on the kitchen carpet.

My mum ran downstairs with all her might as I screeched with fear. I ran upstairs with my mum as the fire was spreading like light speed. I was Terrified!

I handed my mum her phone that i had snatched from the ground. She tried to dial the firemen but she had been a bit too late as our circuit box had been short circuited.

I heard my little brother scream, I told my mum and we rushed to his room. My mum comforted him while the smell of our burnt utensils slid under the door.

I grabbed his sheets and fashioned a cloth rope from his bed sheets. My mum carried us and dropped down. She told the neighbors and they dialed the firemen.

They extinguished the fire and called my dad. H e asked us if we're ok. We told him yes in a terrified tone. We started to live at our grandmas house until we could afford another