The Bush Fire

It's Monday the 30th March, the day we go hunting! Hunting is my favourite thing to do. Dad always takes me to help him we have done it every year since I was 4, I am now 12. My name is Ollie and my dad's name is Matt. Mum hates when we go hunting because she thinks I might get sick or get ingured, I have been ingured before but it was only a cut on my leg, there was a stick sticking out of the bush and I ran into it.
6 hours later...
Son wake up we here now, we have a long walk ahead of us. So it took two and a half hours to climb up to the cabin. Now we are up here we are going to bed for a early start tomorrow morning.
The next day...
"WAKE UP WAKE UP the bush is on Fire!!"  screamed Ollie. Ollie and Matt now had to get all the way down the hill before the fire got to close. They quickly grabbed their things and ran down the mountain, it still took them an hour and a half to get down and on the way Ollie rolled his unkle and Matt passed out when he got to the bottom. When they got to the bottom there were police and fire trucks everywhere there was even a helicopter. Mum came as quickly as possible. They ended up knowing what caused the fire it was some kids messing around that had a campfire and never put it out.