Sometimes I can have an exciting life or a boring life. Right 

now its between exciting and boring, because I'm babysitting a 

lot. I like to babysit, its just that it always gets in the way of the 

fun things I like to do, like swimming, spending the night with a 

friend, and other things. When we were living on Pebble Run 

Road, while we were still packing up when we were moving, 

my brother, Bobby, slept with me because he was scared. 

Anyway I forgot that I was sleeping in a different position, 

since my matress was on the floor. He was trying to 

find the door in the dark, because he had to use the bathroom, 

so he got me up so I could help him find the door I was 

trying to open a door but it was a closet door and it was 

jammed. Then I remembered that I was sleeping in a different 

position. I told Bobby to be quiet because I heard a noise at the 

front door. It scared me so I got my mom up so we could 

check and see what it was. The reason it was so scary is 

because we had five door and about twenty windows in the 

house. It sounded just like our front door does when you 

try to open it, it screeches. Then once in our house in Doren, 

one day my dad was cooking and grease splashed up on his 

hand and on the floor. It caused a fire and my dad burned 

his hand real bad. First I started going upstairs because I 

heard something. Then I saw the flame and my dad yelled at

us to get out of the house. We went to our neighbors, Mrs. 

Evans, house. I was scared and embarrased. I was 

embarraced because I was wearing a short T-shirt, I was 

scared because I didn't know what happened. My mom wasn't 

home at the time, but when she got home she was a nervous 

wreck. The ambulance had to take my dad to the emergency 

room. He was okay after that he has a big scare but that's not 

that bad now. I have a couple other things, but thats all for now.