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The House Fire

“Wow, so cool!” I marvelled. I was mesmerized by

the fire on the matchstick. I didn’t want the flame

to die so I tried to use it to light the candle on the
stand that my mom kept on her dresser.

I lifted the candle stand and put it on the little table

in my room. I didn’t realize how close the table was
to the curtain and I certainly didn’t know the

danger of my actions.

“Evan, where are you?” shouted Michael.

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