"Fire! Fire!" What terrible words to hear when one woke up in a strange house in the middle of the night! It was an old house and my room was on the top floor. I jumped out of bed, opened the door and ran out of the room. There was1of thick smoke.
I began to run, but as I was still only half-awake, instead of going2the stairs I went in the opposite direction. The smoke3thicker and I could see fire all around. The floor became hot under my feet. I found an open door and ran into a room to get to the window. But before I could4it, one of my feet caught in something soft and I fell down. The thing I had fallen over felt like a bundle (捆) of clothes, and I picked it up to5my face from the smoke and heat. Just then the floor gave6under me and I ran to the floor below with pieces of burning wood all around me.
I saw a doorway in7, then I put the bundle over my face and ran. My feet burned me 8, but I got through. As I reached the cold air outside, my bundle of clothes gave a thin cry, I nearly dropped it in my9. Then I was in a crowd gathered in the street. A woman in a night-dress and a borrowed man's coat screamed as she saw me and came running10.
She was the Mayor's wife, and I had saved her baby.
