I'm gonna write about a traumatic moment in my life. One of the most traumatic experience was when I had a house fire. When we had this house fire my papa(aka grandpa) was rushing to get the fire extinguisher. I screamed. And screamed until my mom gave me a hug. All I saw while I was up there was orange flames getting bigger and bigger and bigger. My older brother had called 911 and told them that there was a fire. 

My brother rushed my Great Grandma outside to the car and turned on the heat. My mom and I rushed out the door and waited for the firetruck to get there. They pulled out a ladder and put it up to the window and my brother was scared to climb down but finally climbed down. My brother ran to my mom instead of going to the ambulance. We didn’t go to school the next day because of it so we just stayed home and were just scared. That day my Great Grandma went to stay with her daughter.