Jul 09, 2006 21:14
so my parents left me alone this week to go to the lake,
on thier way home our van that we have had for 12 years blew a tire, and so my daddy pulled over to change it, suddenly it caught fire.
my dad told cody adn my mom to get out and cody grabbed the dog.
they try to put the fire out, as two hispanic men pull over and give my family water then bravely start throwing our belongings out of the flaming vehicle. Suddenly the entire van shot up in flames and the men got out my famly thanked them and they left. then a volunteer fire fighter pulled over behind them and called the local volunteer fire department. this is when my mother called me. to come get them. i get in the truck and head for 29 south. as i pull up the firemen are putting out the flames and ask me if its my family i nod, and pull the truck in and begin to cry. my daddy pulls me out of the truck and hugs me i hug my mother and cody tightly and then pet my dog. i took my camera out and begin to take pictures. my father and cody tell me everything that is lost, my daddys cameras, codys tv and blanket hes had since he was four. our grandpas icecream maker. and my mothers cell phone where just some of the things that where lost.
im glad my family is ok and i realize how lucky we are.
i do miss our van though...