When I was a kid about seventh, I don't be allowed to play fire. Then I am a very curious kid, I like try everything interesting things.  One day, I with my sister play in my grandmother's home, a bad ideal happened in my mind(play fire). We went to kichen room find some papers and lighter, fire anything we can found. That moment my grandmother's room immediately become fire sea., we are so happy that didn't notice any different. At the same time, my sister's hair fired, she strated crying. At once, all the adults coming in, helps us damp down the fire.
     In the end, my sister's long beautiful hair be fired, and my grandmother's room become a dark fired room. I am so sad for my behavier, and anything I did. In the future's lomg time, I didn't touch the fire agian. In summarize, fire is very dangerous, as a kid don't paly it or touch the danger thing.