The Burnt House

Ring! Ring! Ring! I woke up to the fire alarm going off. I ran straight to the door only to find it jammed, “no no no, please don’t be happening”  I said in panic. The boy saw his only option to escape, the window. He knew there was a trampoline in the front yard, but he knew if he missed it would be over, and than he jumped..

The next morning he was standing outside of his burnt house.“No not 29 100word way” he said in pain. That when he noticed, only half of his fence was burnt, the rest was just, gone.