One day at school I smelled something burning. I thought I might just be imagining it. Then I looked outside and saw a person I had never seen before. He had a can of oil, and he emptied the can on the gym floor. He lit a match and threw it on the oil. The oil exploded in a ball of fire. At that moment I yelled, “fire”! I saw the guy run to a car, and I got the license plate. Then the main hallway caught fire. I got an idea. I ran to my locker and took out a pickaxe, a grappling hook, zip line harnesses and hooks. I swung the pickaxe and shattered the window. I called to my friend, Foster, to get everyone hooked up to a harness. Then, I shot the grappling hook, and it latched onto a post. I zipped down the line to the courtyard, and everybody else followed. There were no deaths and five minor injuries. This is not a true story.
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