What if...?

I sometimes like to think, what if...?
What if something happens? What if i say this and (s)he says that? What if a burglar, thief comes? What if...?
And it wasn´t a long time ago when my sister and i thought, what if our house goes on fire? What would be the first thing we would do? What would we save? And so on and on...
I know one thing: i never want to live it through again.
It was suppose to come a great weekend. My family and some friends made apple juice yesterday. We picked apples, crushed them and finally pressed them into juice. So 100 litres of juice was finally done and today my mum started to heat it (?, sry don´t know the right expression). When all the juice was ready and she poured it into the bottles and stuff. She asked me to bring her one lid/top. And i did what she said, but then i noticed smoke in one room and told her that, but she was just like: "Oh, it´s nothing. Or it probably must come from the juice or sth..." Then i helped with cleaning and went outside to see what can i do more, but then... "The house is on fire!" The first thing i did: i screamed it to my sis and dad, who were in the house and they came out. Then i brought a bucket of water, but i was afraid to go inside, the room was full of smoke and it was impossible to breathe. My mum had already called the fire brigade (911) (112 in Estonia). And help was coming, but luckily fire wasn´t so big and my dad got it under control. Oh, it was such a show! First arrived the ambulance and right behind it was fire engine. Actually two fire engines, but later one left. And later police also came. Oh god! Don´t worry nobody got hurt. Everyone is OK, and maybe insurance covers the costs. Only one room is unsuitable for living at the moment.
Anyway... i hope that nothing like this ever happens again.
Take care!
Bye!