Every Tuesday – I have it tomorrow – I had go swimming (I hated it.) I manly hated floating. As I dived down to touch the white and smooth tials, I noticed a strange reflection gleaming back at me; it looked like fire but it couldn’t of been, what was it? As I reached the surface I was in shock: it was real fire! “EVERYONE GET OUT THE POOL AND GO OUT THROUGH THE FIRE EXIT DOOR!” commanded the lifeguard. A fiery flame was about to reach the pool side. We did as we were told as the fire men rushed in weakening them down to sparks. “YIPPEE!” we all celebrated.