Page 6 - The House Fire

The House Fire

As soon as Mom had left, Michael lit the stove to

boil some water for the tea. I stood next to the

stove and looked at the fire that glistened with

red and blue flames. Even though Mom had

warned me many times not to play with matches,
I was still fascinated by them.

Eventually, my curiosity got the best of me and I

stole a box of matches from the kitchen. I looked

to see where Michael was and I noticed that he

was speaking on the phone. I hid the matches in
my pocket and quickly walked upstairs to the

bedroom that I shared with Michael.

When I got to the bedroom, I closed the door and

immediately attempted to light a match. I tried a

few times until finally, the match lit up.

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