We had our first fire alarm last Sunday. We were happy it was a pretty day! Sam knew exactly what to do. He got out of the apartment quickly and waited for us. We met up with the rest of the residents on the north side of the community. It turns out the cause of the alarm was some burned cookies on the third floor. The firemen rescued the cookies, but it was too late for them. Don't worry - the fire alarms are in every bedroom here, and there's no way you could sleep through one of these things. So we have experienced yet another new "living in a dorm" thing.
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