These past few weeks my classmates and I have been studying about Michael Joseph Savage and Bastion Point. We marked on a map where his funeral train stopped so that the people could pay tribute.
You will never believe this, as I was walking past my favorite place, I saw an enormous cloud of smoke coming from my neighbors house. I sprinted as quickly as I could with a worried expression on my face. I am shocked!!! “I can’t believe this!” I said to myself, as I quickly climbed down from the tree. I heard children screaming at the top of their lungs yelling for help, I sprinted again even though it was hard to breathe, as I was sprinting I saw a mysterious person with fuel and a lighter in their hands, holding it tightly. I continued sprinting for help looking at their poor houses turning to dust.