Well I shall now continues with my funny "chilhood" stories...even though I'm still a considered a kid! 3nodding
Well when I was about 9 everyday I would walk by my fireplace and see these really long matches. I seemed to be very curious about them....Soon I walked by the fireplace evreyday just to see them and occasionsally take one from the bin. Later on I had enough of them..To finally test them out and see how they really worked.
So I snuck into my backyard..which was a very huge with many trees and sagbrush. I made a huge fireplace out of digging a hole and putting rocks around it.
I ran back to the house and got paper and any other time of burnable objects and put them in the fire pit...I got out the matches and rubbed them against rocks trying to light them...I soon as i lit them..I knew I was scarewed and my dad was going to kill me. The WHOLE fire pit was on fire...I was panicing and running around. Soon the fire went out of the fire pit and started through my backyard..the sagebrush definately didnt help..it just burned more and more..
Finally i ran to the house bringing loads and loads of water and trying to get it to die down..It eventually did..But the whole bacyard was burnt...nothing really left except a few trees..
I knew i could hide this and my dad would never find out..So I quickly put the buckets away i used to put water in..
So I went to my room and hid in there....I heard my dad's car..(his cars are loud cause he has a VERY old mustang) As soo nas i heard it I knew i had to hide..
Next thing I knew i heard my dad yelling my name...(he saw my foot prints in the mud...dang it)
All he did was he gave me the talk about how dangerous fire is...and he told me he liked fire to when he was a little kid so he understood...
So i was lucky! But ...oh well...
thats one of my stories.. blaugh
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