“And whatever you do DON’T let the baby into that horrifying kitchen!” Mum roared, like a ferocious lion preparing to feast on its banquet of smelly little children.

Sam, who had a nuisance of a little sister whose name was Claire, was sitting paralysed (some would say he was not even breathing in the air…)

Unfortunately for mum Sam was a mischievous little 11 year old boy who had never ever listened. Or did he? He had been staring at the TV with his blue bulging eyes like he does every day of his life.

Bang! Crash!

“Ahh” screeched Claire. “Oh no!”

The noise came from the messy kitchen. But Sam’s bright red eyes were fixed on the colossal TV until unexpectedly he smelt gassy smoke. He felt extremely helpless and hurt. Despite the hate he had for his sister he still loved her and there was a fire and his sister was nowhere to be seen.

While the scorpion fire scorched, Sam and his sister were reunited. Putting out the fire cost Sam a burn on his pale skin. “I hate you!” he yelled with all the might in his lungs. (but he will always love her). Mum barged through the wooden door to get an unexpected hug. Sam rushed to greet her with warm hands.

“What did I get this for?” mum asked with surprise.

However there was no answer. “Fire” mumbled Claire…

Would mum find out?