| When I was younger I lived on a farm and we used to burn our
garbage. One day it was a little bit windy outside and my brother had
taken out the garbage and lit it as he usual did. with in fifteen
minutes the bunch of trees that was next to the fire pit was on fire.
Everyone in my family was freaking out. My grandma that lived like two
miles away drove over as fast as she could and was running back and
forth from this drinking well that we had for sheep trying to put it out
as we were waiting to the fire trucks to get there. After they put out
the fire we were walking through what used to be a little forest and we
had found my dog. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me while
I was young. |