karlzthefish

I have a pet fire, and I named him Greg. He was small, the size of an egg. I tucked him in bed, so cozy and tight, But he grew into a great big light. Greg consumed my house. Every painting, and my favorite blouse. The firetruck came, with a big shout. The man said, "Get out! Get out!" Red and blue flashes was all I could see. Water,water, here and there. Water, it was everywhere! It drowned my house to core, until, my beloved pet Greg, was no more