The Bush Fire

Walt: write a narrative.

The Bush Fire

I just came from New Zealand to Australia. I went to my hotel. My room was on floor 7. The number of my room was 121. I opened the door and looked inside. I liked my room. I had a good view of the Sydney Opera House, I had a king sized bed all to myself, and a got a TV  too.

I looked outside and looked the bridge and the Opera House. After that I saw a little boy playing with matches so I popped up outside and rushed to the boy. The boy was looking at the fire and he blew it and made another one. By the time I got to him I snatched the matches off of him and said “Playing with fire is dangerous,”. Then he started crying and ran to his parents. I blew the fire on the stick and threw it on the ground and walked away. The fire sparked in the ground and started a bushfire. I didn't even notice the fire until my shoe was on fire. I looked back and I zoomed all the way to the phone and called the fire station. I went outside with a bucket of water. But when I arrived the fire was touching the edge of the hotel that I was living in. By the time the fire-fighters got here the hotel was on fire. I said to the fire-fighters “ you are late”. I heard weeping in the hotel. There was a mother and a father who came crying to get there son from the burning house.

The fire-fighters were too scared to get the little boy. But  I came out of nowhere and said “I will do it”. I ran straight through the door and climbed the stairs. After five minutes I on the 4th floor. I heard the little boy in a closet. I got the little boy and popped out in 6 minutes.

I saved the little boy and the fire-fighters got hose and climbed the ladder. They foamed the building and the fire was out. The fire-fighters gave me a medal. Then I said “ Oh man I forgot why I came to Australia.”

The Theme is to never play with matches or lighters.