<human>: I'll start. I was probably about 13 years old, home alone one night. I lived in a small town so we use a wood stove instead of a heater. I was gettin cold so I decided to build a fire. My mother loved to decorate everything and on this particular fire place, she had a glass plate with a candle on it. I didn't notice or think anything of it. As the fire was getting nice and hot, I hear a loud *CRACK!* and then SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. obviously, the candle had melted, and the plate shattered. The candle wax covered the entire top of the fire place and it filled the entire house with thick smoke in a matter of what seemed like seconds. I was running around opening all the windows freaking out when all of a sudden, the wax catches on fire.  I was like aww HELL NO. So I quickly grabbed the fire extinguisher that we keep by the fire place and put that shit out and then dampened the fire inside.. Then I called my dad, who was on the volunteer fire dept, told him that the house was filled with smoke, and that I almost burnt the place down. He showed up at the house with smoke billowing out of all the windows like, wtf?  His friend came with the fire truck that had a big ass fan, put it in the doorway and it blew all the smoke out.  The end.

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<bot>: built a fire in the fireplace which had a plate and a candle on it, the plate broke, filled the house with smoke, caught on fire, and then I extinguished it... Like a boss.