While I was working in the fields it was hot a sunny. Usually it wasn't this hot, It wasn't that normal but I just ignored it. Soon after like fifteen minutes, i got kind of tired so I walked back to my village where my little hut was. My hut wasn't much it needed work but At least I had a place to stay.
Sooner, I walked back outside and smelled the air of smoke. I went next door to my neighbors house and asked if they were burning anything because I did need a little wood. I knocked and knocked, no answer. I guess they wern't home so I went to go behind my hut for fresh air to get away from this horrible smell of smoke.
When I went to the back, I carried my hoe with me. I dropped it, My eyes were terrified, my hands were trembling, I could hardy breathe. Fire, there was fire heading towards the village, to my home. I knew that if it burnt down my house I will no longer have a home. I was speechless I didn't know what to do. So I ran around to warn everyone about the fire, but no one was there. They all left me here. I wondered if they even cared if they left me, or if they just didn't know I was in the fields working.
I couldn't think anymore, so I just ran back in my hut and took everything I could grab and stuff in my bag and go. I was dreadful, I was so sad because I lost my home. Soon I walked and walked and walked and then I found another village, I build myself a little hut and asked some of the villagers if they had any work I can do.
They did, I then worked in the fields as I did before. After a while I went to go back to my old village, and what I saw made me sigh. I was heartbrokened because my village. The village I was born in had been destroyed. But only little did I not know, my neew village now, I will start a family and do better