A house on fire

Last week a house coaght on fire. It was my neighbours' house. They were cooking and they forgot about the food in the oven. I was colouring when I smelled the fire. I called my dad as he works as a fire fighter. Everyone got out of there own house, because they were scared like me. My dad friends and my dad were trying to get the fire off the house. It took so long it was almost midnight. I couldn't sleep because I was having bad dreams. It was morning and the family was good but they were hurt. Everyone was happy because they thought that the family was hurt. Everyone is proud and grateful for my father and his friends.