That calm cool remarkable Saturday, bright blue skies promised of fantastic weather.

As the palm
trees danced to the melodious sound of the gentle, cool sound of the wind. The birds chirp their
harmonious songs. To add to the already perfect day, not a cloud sailed across the azure sky. Nothing
could ruin this perfect day as I took my morning walk with my black and light brown Rottweiler, Sparky,
my trusted and loyal dog. While walking down the walkway that bright summer’s morning, I hear a beep
beep continuously. At first I thought it was a car but as I looked around there was not a single car in the
driveways of the houses in the area around me. Then there was a slight scent of smoke that came from
my neighbor’s house.

With quick reaction I ran to my neighbor’s yelling ‘Hey Mr. or Ms. Carson can you hear.’ After some
desperate attempts the scent grew stronger I then told Sparky to stay put as I kick down the door like an
action hero.’ Hello! Hello! Anybody!’ I shouted the wooden boards creaked under my body’s weight.
When I kicked down the door I was met with an uncontrollably fiery monster consuming the house.
There a black thick layer of smoke almost suffocating me. Almost collapsing to the floor, a huge hole
from the upstairs collapsed causing a huge dust storm almost blinding me. With the little vision I had I
was to make it to the kitchen washing the bust from my. As I walked through a mansion of a maze. That
faithful day I was determined to find Ms. Carson

After some time later, I heard loud groaning coming from the second level of the house. I shouted
‘Ms. Carson where are you I’m coming to save you stay right where you are,’ with no time to waste I
dodged all the obstacles like a professional athlete. Suddenly as I looked back I regretted it, the fire was
about to reach an explosive cooking gas tanks. Not a second to waste, I ran upstairs where I was greeted
by five doors. I thought to myself ‘By the time I found her the gas tanks would have exploded already.’
Then by some miracle the door at the end of the corridor opened reveling Ms. Carson unconscious on
the carpeted floor.

I ran as fast as flash to get to her aid. After a while of trying to wake her up I decided to put her
around my shoulders. As I was about to reach her I can hear thing falling downstairs. While trying to
walk as fast as I can down the stairs, I saw the fire inches away from the tanks which gave me a burst of
energy making it to the front door. As we reached the front door my hopes dropped as the front door
was blocked by fallen objects. Thinking I was not going to make it out of here, the objects in front
started to collapse.

Behind that was my heroic dog Sparky. ‘Let’s get out of here!’ I shouted as we ran as far away as
possible. Moments later, the house went up like the fourth of July. Suddenly a horde of people showed
around me. Before they accused me of anything I told them the entire story and before I told the story
Ms. Carson woke up. From that day forward I felt I was A true hero