Personal Narrative: The Salem Witch Trail

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Beh doh! Beh doh! Zoom right past our house. All fire trucks right from mostly all towns
Past our house ! How is that possible? Who Knows! Here they come back! Almost here. Hope they get here before it spreads. Good thing because I think that this would have gone forever! It was so loud because there was so many different towns here! Turner, Salem, Stayton and last to show up was Aumsville! Can you believe that the closest town that we live next to should up the very last.

This all started because an old bailer truck was bailing the hay and then a spark from it hit the dry grass and they hay. It spread faster than a cheetah running in the wild. My sister was riding here bike and she saw it and yelled “FIRE FIRE” So our grandma called Nine One One! The guy that he was not going to call! He was going to put it on his own. I couldn't believe it!

Back to the fire it’s going like nine no ten feet in the air! Their trying to put it out but they're having troubles. They had to have another tanker truck and before it got there they were using foam it was really cool. They got it out for a second then it came back so they had to do it all over again. I didn't know what was going to happen but i know that they had it under control and they will put it out sooner or later.
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Such a tragedy. It was a tragedy because that’s where we picked blackberries and there still not there. In spite of what happened I would rather it happen in Oregon than anywhere else. I say this because if this kind of fire where to happen in California it would have gone on for a lot longer because it's so hot in