The fire

The fire

 

I wake up on a Saturday morning  to see my room filled with smoke.

I get out of bed and dash to the living room. I realised that the smoke alarm was beeping for a while now. I the noticed the fire extinguisher on the wall. There was one small problem it was in a glass box, there was a key placed  in a small section in the box covered with glass you are supposed to smash. I smash it glass hits my eye. I retreat, called 000 they came. By the time they came it burned my whole garden down.