The Boles Fire. by Sonia Ferguson (i read book txt) 📖

The Last Moments In My House

I run inside bringing Adrianna, a kid we were baby sitting, inside with me. I go outside and turn on the sprinkler, on full blast. Scared that something g may happen I go to my sisters dogs and give them hugs. I go inside then I hear the dogs barking. I turn around and go to see what they are barking at. It's Jason, the father of the kid we Andre watching. From the moment I saw the look in his eyes, I knew that something bad was gonna happen. The look was fear. I have never seen him worried.

He told me that the mill is in fire and that Weed is being evacuated. I nod and he follows me inside. Adrianna sees her dad and runs to him. He tells us that we need to pack some bags up of things we want and clothing. He realizes out pretty dad is gone and asks where he is. We tell him and he says he will drives us to his aunts with him.

We pack up while he goes home and packs his things. I grab my duffle bag and load it with what I have in my dresser which wasn't much. I grab my favorite shirt, socks, my favorite pair of pajamas, and other things that I just shoved in. I can't find my stuffed bear. I love that thing. I got it when I was going through a hard time It was given to me a couple years before around Christmas. I was picking out a toy at a Christmas Light show and I picked out the biggest one they had, which wasn't very big. The I was walking to the hot coco stand and the owner came up to me and d traded me a big one for the tiny one. It was this act of kindness that made me realize there is a light in this world full of darkness.

I look at my guitar and think, nothings gonna happen, so I ignore it. I look at the things my great grandma gave me before she died and said nothings gonna happen. I put my bag outside and look for my cat inside. I can't seem to find her.mi can't seem to find any of them but one, Samson. I am worried but I must go, so risking it I leave. I regret it today.

Leaving My Town

We load up in Jason's truck and I see there kittens. We have a dog in the front seat and she does not like them. We contain her, I turn seeing my mom's friend Katie. She parks in the street and we get out to hug her. She says she has our brother at taco bell, with her boyfriend and she's gonna bring us to him.

We arise at taco bell and I see my brother Nolan. I run to him. And I almost cry saying we couldn't find Jakey. He hugged me back and we hadn't actually hugged for about four years, so that ment a lot.

Inside all I could do is think, what if? What if this is a dream? What if my cats die? What if I lose everything? There was to many what if's. I would not take my eyes off the burning hill. We were in South Weed and on the other side of the hill. The wind and the fire was heading north, so we were safe as long and the wind didn't change directions. My mom and Katie were on the he phone and my mom said she was on her way. She came and did did picked us up and we headed to her work.

Her work was empty other than her boss and us. My mom called my dad and we got water and tried to calm down. My dad told us to come to my aunts and if she wasn't home to go to my grandmothers. Her boss made me prety angry saying bringing up what's happening in Happy Camp and saying it's all fine and that they've been on stand by evacuation for weeks so we should be fine. This wasn't stand by evacuation, this is happening now.

Then we left to my aunts. My aunts house was miles up north but not the hehe no far away, a boy only a thirty minute drive. On our way there we saw our dad jeep and pulled into and gas station to see him.

Within The Next Week

I saw a girl in my school and I got out and ran barefoot to her. I stepped on some thorns making me bleed. I gave her and hug and didn't say much, we went that close. And she had to leave so I went inside. I picked out and didnt snack and got in line with my mom. The door opened. I turn to see if it's and didnt not her kid from my school because I saw others too, and it was, but not who I wanted to see. It was the kid with the crush, Sean. He saw me he waved and I didn't and wave back instead I had my mom hold my things and walked over to him. He must have thought I was gonna give him a hug becase he opened his arms. I shook my head no. As I approach him he takes a step forward. I stop and I have tears on my eyes. I slap him. 

"Is this really the happiest day of your life?" I ask. He shakes his head. 

"I could lose my house today, are you really the happiest boy in the world?" He shakes his head and I turn around exposing my bare feet. I go back to my mom. She pays, we leave.

We decide to go to my grandparents house instesd. We arrive and wait for them. They're not there but there door is unlocked and they know we are there. My papa gets home and I run out to him. I hug him for about thirty seconds not letting go saying I love him. We go inside and he gets a call saying that they are getting a evacuation notice. The fire is many miles away but if it gets bad enough it could reach there house. They lives in monague and they are about 25 Mikes away but with the wind that fast there may be nothing that could stop it. 

My mom decides to takes us to a friend from churches house in Mt. Shasta. When we arrive to their house we are welcomed. Their dog got so hyper when it saw us. We chose our bedrooms and we put our things away, but it was really different from what we were used to. Their house was big and it was worth over 1 million dollars, unlike my mom and dad's which was a house they rented for $650, and that had mold, and a horrible upstairs heating problem.

We went to bed but I doubt any one could even sleep. I remember that when I finally went to sleep I had cried more than I had for years. I kept saying it was my fault because something bad always happens around my birthday. My birthday was 11 after the fire.

The next morning my mom said she had gotten a call from someone saying that we had lost our house. I was thinking that I would cry but I didn't. I called Liz and she was happy to hear from me. I was happy to hear her. We talked for like three minutes and she was bummed that we lost our house, we lived near each other, she said she didn't know if she lost her house and we both hoped not.

I Survived...

For the rest of that day we just kind of needed to calm down. 

The next day we went to the Humane Society. And we put in reports of what our animals looked like. I heard a kitten meowing that sounded like mine but I didn't ask to see it because that would be impolite. We went to a friend's house after and I checked my Facebook and I got a message with a picture of a cat asking if it was mine. I looked at it and I knew it was. I started crying, I was so happy. I yelled that it's her. I was the happiest person at that moment. 

We picked her up and brought her to my sisters. We got her back a month later and since then we've been together. I like to call her my imperfect, perfect kitty. We were alike, she has battle scares, like me, abandonment issues, like me. We are together, fighting together. She shares my bed with me and life, more her bed than mine though. I do my best to keep her happy. She is living proof that black cats are not bad luck.

I got a lot of new things, which was kind of overwhelming, because all of my things before the fire were hand me downs. But I did go to the donation places. They had a lot of nice clothing too.

When we saw out house I was shocked seeing what I once knew as home, gine. I searched through and I look up and saw something. A biker? No not a biker, it was Liz. I sprinted to her and hugged her for a long time. She said she would be right back and that she was gonna tell her mom that