The Fire That Changed Me

改變我的那場大火

I was eleven years old standing outside in just my underwear while I watched the house that I grew up in rapidly burn to the ground.

A few minutes earlier I had been sound asleep in my nice， warm bed when a scream woke me up.

My grandmother’s bedroom was just next to mine and my brother’s. A fire had broken out there and awakened her.

Hearing her my older brother had sprung into action.

While I stumbled around in the smoke and darkness he ran from room to room quickly waking everyone in the house.

The house， however， was over 50 years old and made of wood. Before we could do any-thing the fire consumed it.

We all barely made it outside before the

十一歲的我只穿著內衣站在外面，看著伴我長大的房子迅速地被大火夷為平地。（剩余2066字）