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Fire Fire

When Andrew and I were young, we were so curious and used to play with fire ALOT! (Secretly of course, mostly when our parents weren't home)

We would collect dried up leaves in our garden and started burning them. XD

So one day, we were bored, Andrew held a pile of tissue in his hand while I lighted it up with a match heheh. But, instead of doing it in the safety of our garden, it was in our bedroom!

The tissue started spreading fiercely and Andrew's hand was getting hotter and hotter. He panicked, squealed, and quickly dumped it into the trash bin. We thought that the fire would have been put out, but it grew a feet tall and it scared the shit out of us!

We both started screaming and then we ran out of the room to go downstairs looking for our maid. No sign of her in the living room, so we went to the kitchen and the back porch but she still wasn't there.

We ran back up into the room and the fire was BIGGER! Then luckily, our maid heard us and came out of my parent's room. (god knows what she was doing in there, probably stealing some money =.=)

We watched as she quickly carried it with her hands, leaving behind a brownish wall, into the toilet and put it out with the sink tap water.

Hurray! Our maid saved us. But she still sucks. ;)