Have you ever woken up from your sleep and smelled nothing but smoke? I have and it stings. It doesn't let you breath . It hurts, but even in pain you try and escape. I tried but didn't succeed. I looked for an exit. It was on fire. There was fire everywhere, and my family was no where in site. I screamed, cried, prayed, and no one came. I start to cough out of control. My lungs get tighter. I can't breath. My eyes start to sting from the smoke. I'm stuck in the corner of my room with the fire feet away all around. All that comes to my brain is ' I'm Gonna Die'. I start to cry and pray to God to help. Even though I know he can't. I close my eyes and embrace my self for the pain I'm about to receive. My cry turn louder and painful. I covered my face with my hands and the fire start burning my hands. I scream in pain. The pain is hard to explain, but we've all been burned once. We've all been curious kids once. Imagine that pain you felt, but not being able to stop it.