One early Saturday morningaround 4:35am I woke up to go to the bathroom. When I came back to bed I heard a big, loud, popping noise. It was so loud that the lamp in my room started to shake. I heard it again and I got out of bed, afraid. Something told me to look out the front window. The first thing I saw through the curtains were red, white, and blue flashing lights. When I looked out of the window I saw that a car was on fire. It was such a sight. I never saw anything like it in person. The firemen didn't come until fifteen minutes later. When they came, they put the fire out in no time. But I found out whose car it was. It was my cousin Chatt's car. She was so upset. Then later on that morning around 11:00am I went to the mailbox and saw my neighbor Derek's car was burnt from the fire too. The back passenger side was black. No longer was it a pretty shade of gold. But knowing that it is all over I'm all right now. They both have new cars.