I held my breath, and took it as it was all a dream. The roofs were now falling down. I was so worried. I knew I was going to die. The place where I thought I was safe, it's now also started to fall apart.
The bath tap was not helping me anymore. I walked away from the bathroom, but before I left the bathroom I socked towels in water and wrapped myself up we them. My whole body was drenched. I never cared about that. What I cares the most was to get out of that house.
It came to my mind that the door had been burnt down. It was a wooden door, I thought by then it would have already been weakened. Reaching the door was now a challenge. A very fatal one.
I had to pass through the sitting room if I wanted to reach the door. In the sitting room everything was in fire, a blazing fire it was!
I tried to think of ways in which I would get out. I run back to the bathroom and socked myself in water again. Quickly, I ran back. I was now ready for anything.
I jumped one, two and the third step I was very close to the door. As I took hit the door which was in pieces, a heavy piece of the timber from the roof fell and struck me to the head.
I fell down with a thud.
I started screaming for help,
I heard a voice calling my name when I opened my eyes, it was my mom around me. Damn It was just a dream!