Fire Fighter for a Night

He he he look at me (being Devon) IM BLOGGING! WOOT! Well I have a fun stroy to tell, so I shall tell it.
It was like any ordinary night, dark, cold and calm. I was at Justin and Liz's house when there was the phone call.... Ring!..... Ring!.... "Hello?", Justin said. "Hi", replied the voice. I sat there, "who could it be?", I wondered. After listening in on the conversation, I soon found out it was my mother, calling a beloved son to come to the rescue and pick her up from work. I ran to the Vue, leaving Sarra behind, I sped to my mom's work passing cars and dodging people, trucks and even lamp posts. When I finally arrived, I got out, grabbed everything she was carrying, and grabbed her and carried everything to the Vue. I got in the driver's seat and delivered her home. I went in for a quick second, just to make sure there was no trouble, and it was a good thing I did! As we looked outside at the backyard, we discovered our fence was in a blazing uncontrollable human consuming fire! I quickly made sure my mother was safe from harm and then ran to the garage to grab the hose and a flashlight. I hooked up the hose and turned on the water only to find the hose was too short! I quickly grabbed another hose that was about 6 feet long and connected the two and began diminishing the blazing fire inch by inch, until I could finally reach the source. I soon found out that the fire was cause by a flaming log that had rolled from a burning pile, that was used to defeat the evil pine beetles, but the beetles obviously needed to fight back. Even though the beetles did a lot of damage, they did not win the battle, all thanks to the one they call Devon.
This story my be twisted a little. But there really was a fire in my backyard due to the burning, beetle-infested log, and I realy did put it out. These are some pictures that fit my story:

---- Devon