Sep 07, 2007 04:40
my house burned down. i went to bed around 10, then around 11 my mom is screaming "fire" and i bolted out the door without thinking. a huge fire swept from somewhere in the back of the house all over, and everything's gone. lovebone is dead. shadow survived(he was in his cage, lovebone wasn't), one of our dogs was alive enough to be rushed to the animal hospital and i think she'll make it, the other dog is dead. all 3 cats are dead, the turtle is dead. all my writing, books, photographs, my little money; everything my parents worked so very hard for...
every time i close my eyes i hear shattering glass and screaming and see my home engulfed in flames. it was so freaky and surreal.
right now i'm at a friend's house, tomorrow my family and i are gonna start sorting out our options. my friends are helping me hang in there. don't know where my family went, we're meeting up in the morning. i couldn't bear the scene, so i left for my friend's house with my dad's permission.
i don't need anyone to tell me to be strong, or pity me. im typing partly to explain whats going on in my life, mostly to keep myself busy.
i don't even have a pair of shoes to my name, just the dirty shirt and jeans i fell asleep in.
my will is strong, i'll get through this.
so far i've only really cried over lovebone...i fucking loved that little guy more than anything in the world.
rip lovebone,
my house burned down