I heard a fire alarm so quickly ran to house number 13 over the brick wall and when i got over the wall i fell in a bright red tin of paint. I grabbed a flower as i was running to number 13 to try and rub most of the paint off. I got to number 13 and a little old lady was sitting up in her high heels. She gave me a hot chocolate and kept me safe, until the fire had been put out.
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