From where I stood it looked like the flames were swallowing my house.The skies were painted into a blend of rosy pink to salmon orange. It started like this .My father was  reading the newspapers one Sunday morning. We were having our breakfast when suddenly, there was a loud explosion coming from the building opposite us. Out of curiosity, I went over to the window to see what was happening. I realized that the sound came from the my dads working car  bright little sparks flickered out . Without any warning, the small sparks turned into greater flames. Searing heat and bellowing thick smoke filled the air.

 A second loud explosion rocked my whole house. Horror screams pierced the air. Fire spread itself throughout the building like locusts destroying everything in its’ path.The orange clutches of fire wrapped its fiery fingers around the whole house turning everything into gloomy black.I stood there helplessly i was trying to find air i couldn't see anything I fell onto the ground. There was fire fighters battling the flames and angelic white paramedics rendering first aid to my family and myself I watched my house burn into ashes.