Fire in my home.

I had a furnace fire in my home when I was in 1st or 2nd grade in elementary school. I was really scared because it happened so fast I was only in 1st or 2nd grade when it happened. Everyone got out safe except for my 2 cats. One was named Pumpkin and the other was named Madonna but Midnight was the only cat that survived the fire. I remember I repeated to my family every once in a while that I hope we never have a fire. I felt like I knew it was going to happen so I was scared even before the fire started. The fire started on Thanksgiving morning. My parents called the firemen and that got there. I remember being woken up early in the morning rushed out of the house so I could survive the fire. My brother and sister where there too outside with me. I wanted to go back in to save the cats I felt I knew I could go back in to save them. I stayed outside though because I was scared and I also felt helpless. The firemen put out the fire so it was bad enough where we needed to stay at a hotel and in a trailer outside of the house so we could repair the house. This was the saddest moment though of this past. It's when we took our cat to the animal hospital. They said that pumpkin couldn't make it. I cried allot after that day also feeling worthless like it was my fault. We eventually got back into the house that had the fire after it was fully repaired.