The Fire That Changed MeI 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 anything the fire consumed it.We all barely made it outside before the flames engulfed every room.I stood there shivering while the fire destroyed my books, clothes, and toys.I watched helplessly while my Mom cried and my Dad swore.I wondered what was going to happen to us now that we had lost all of our things.As I looked around, though, I realized something for the first time: The things that matter, aren't things.I saw my older brother running across the swinging bridge by our house to get help.I saw my oldest brother who was on crutches from an earlier accident standing unsteadily on one leg.I saw my grandmother and Dad huddled together and my Mom holding our little dog in her arms.
The Fire That Changed Me<BR>I was eleven years old standing outside in just my underwear while I watched the<BR> house that I grew up in rapidly burn to the ground.<BR>A few minutes earlier I had been sound asleep in my nice, warm bed when a scream <BR>woke me up.<BR>My grandmother's bedroom was just next to mine and my brother's. A fire had broken out there and awakened her.<BR>Hearing her my older brother had sprung into action.<BR>While I stumbled around in the smoke and darkness he ran from room to room <BR>quickly waking everyone in the house.<BR>The house, however, was over 50 years old and made of wood. Before we could do <BR>anything the fire consumed it.<BR>We all barely made it outside before the flames engulfed every room.<BR>I stood there shivering while the fire destroyed my books, clothes, and toys.<BR>I watched helplessly while my Mom cried and my Dad swore.<BR>I wondered what was going to happen to us now that we had lost all of our things.<BR>As I looked around, though, I realized something for the first time: The things that<BR> matter, aren't things.<BR>I saw my older brother running across the swinging bridge by our house to get help.<BR>I saw my oldest brother who was on crutches from an earlier accident standing <BR>unsteadily on one leg.<BR>I saw my grandmother and Dad huddled together and my Mom holding our little dog <BR>in her arms.
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