FIRE IN THE TRASH CAN!!!

YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I AM GONNA PUT WHAT JUST HAPPENED IN STORY MODE:


It was a nice relaxing evening. Bojo was blogging on her blog. All of a sudden, a thick layer of the smell of something burning wafted into the house. "*sniff sniff* Mom! Dad! Do you smell that?! 


Bojo and her parents searched the whole house. " Well, it's not inside the house." Said Bojos parents.


She quickly hurried outside, where the sent was even more stronger and ghastly. "It's out here!"


The threesome asked the neighbors across the street if they knew what was going on. "Someone has been burning trash cans along here, and set one on fire on the walkway back there!" In back of Bojo's house, a small walkway layed, just for any walkers who wanted peace and quiet. 


Alarmingly, a gargantuan fire truck bursted into view, and halted right next to Bojo's house. A fire man asked her parents," Do you know the code to the gate that the fire is behind?" Sadly, they didn't remember. 


One by one, firemen jumped out of the red fire truck, opened the gate somehow, and figured out where the fire was. Jet black smoke overflowed out of the wall by the pathway, as if it were fog flowing out of a witches brew. A few more firemen leaped out of the truck, equipped with all kinds of stuff. 


They set out the fire, while Bojo tried to get her neighbor. " Crud, they are not home! I really wanted them to tell us where they found all kinds of that burnt stuff." That's right. A few months back, their was burnt newspaper and bottles, and a frightening ash mark on the wall by Bojo's house. Her neighbor is the one who notified them.


The fire crew left, Bojo said thanks to the neighbors across the street for telling them, and went inside. She was scared. More then scared. Cam lived in the same neighborhood as her, so she texted him just to let him know. Now she is blogging this story to you. HA! She is still scared though.


I am really scared. WHY!!!