The house a block away opposite ours has been set on fire.
And there's a child and a mother inside. I was ready to sleep that time, it was 3am when I heard someone yelling outside. At first I thought it might be another violent couple disagreement or some drunkard fight (which is normal in our neighborhood) but when I make out the words it sounded like
tulong! mga kapitbahay! (help!! neighbors!!)
may bata sa loob! (there's a kid inside!)
my eyes immediately opened up at the repeated words. It was coupled with the hint of desperation of the voice. And when I heard that other sentence I jumped out of the bed and strode outside my room. At the sorta living room of our 2nd floor, I met my cousin who is sleeping at the terrace and he knocked at my mom's door to wake her up, saying that there's fire at our neighbor's house. It was drizzling that time and when we go downstairs, I take my umbrella and went to the gate to see. When my other cousin unlocked our gate, I went closer to the place. They cut the power cable of the house and asked the other neighbors to turn off theirs. I started to worry when I see at the side the licking flames. It was smoky and clumpy everywhere, and it hurts my eyes. Vaguely, I hear my mother waking my younger siblings up and packing stuffs. I went inside to look for our phonebook and call the fire department. Their tenant, who is living just under their house. (the fire is at the second floor) covered her 1 year-old kid with a towel and took temporary shelter to our driveway. I cursed when I found out that the phonebook that im holding is not the one that we have listed the number on. I went outside again looking for something and my next door neighbor said that somebody had called the fire department already. My cousin, (the one who unlocked the gate) being the biggest of us all had already ran to the burning place and aided in throwing water on the room. Then I heard a breaking of glass. I imagine the temperature and the flames forcing the window open. Then some neighbor closer to the place gave out some panic scream I havent been able to make out. I was walking closer to the sidewalk together with the guys ready with large pails of water when my mother screamed and ordered me and my brother not to go near the place. Then somebody shouted they needed more water over the site and everybody and everything became frantic. Still calm but feeling restless, I grip my umbrella tighter and I'm seconds from rushing to the place, if ever the situation there would seem to be unmanageable, I'll try what I can do with it. The rain got harder. And I have never been thankful for that uncomfortable wetness in the air and the way my toes were cold and drenched from the rain(which I really hate) as I am now, despite the fact that I despise rain.
Still watching closely, I have a little talk with their tenant extracting information from her. I was thankful that they have been able to stop the fire, and several minutes after, the fire preventers arrived and just investigated the scene. My cousin came back to our house all drenched. I looked up to him and asked what happened and he said that the room at the back is covered with flames and they have to climb at the roof of the next-door neighbor to throw water at the place.
When everything has calmed down the people settled down to their own houses. We are all gathered in our living room. It's already 4:30am that time and I'm feeling sleepy then because that's the time where I'm starting to fall asleep. So I apathetically shrugged when they started talking and went upstairs to sleep.
The moment I lay down my head at my pillow I noticed the lingering smell of char and soot. To my irritation, everything that happened just a while ago coupled with the question I have been asking myself for months before this happened came. What would I do if it was our house that got burnt? Who and what am I going to save first? I tossed and turned and as I was falling asleep, I noticed that I started getting sleepy and relaxed after the smell had gone away.
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Anyway, I feel like an idiot staring half of the day at a pic i've made for more or less an hour. But i like the results. I made it from my personal Oekaki board. I'll share the link when i feel i have filled it with enough artworks to view. ('sides not all of them are cute)
click!
i wasnt expecting to do a bleach fanart that time. my muse just dumped the idea in my brain without warning so voila.
I was meaning to discuss something about Pres. GMA's SONA but I feel lazy of doing so right now. And I keep on delaying it off. Oh well. I'll just probably post it in a separate entry some other time. We've got a sneaky president. I'll get to it when I'm motivated enough to write about the local economy and other related start.
tulong! mga kapitbahay! (help!! neighbors!!)
may bata sa loob! (there's a kid inside!)
my eyes immediately opened up at the repeated words. It was coupled with the hint of desperation of the voice. And when I heard that other sentence I jumped out of the bed and strode outside my room. At the sorta living room of our 2nd floor, I met my cousin who is sleeping at the terrace and he knocked at my mom's door to wake her up, saying that there's fire at our neighbor's house. It was drizzling that time and when we go downstairs, I take my umbrella and went to the gate to see. When my other cousin unlocked our gate, I went closer to the place. They cut the power cable of the house and asked the other neighbors to turn off theirs. I started to worry when I see at the side the licking flames. It was smoky and clumpy everywhere, and it hurts my eyes. Vaguely, I hear my mother waking my younger siblings up and packing stuffs. I went inside to look for our phonebook and call the fire department. Their tenant, who is living just under their house. (the fire is at the second floor) covered her 1 year-old kid with a towel and took temporary shelter to our driveway. I cursed when I found out that the phonebook that im holding is not the one that we have listed the number on. I went outside again looking for something and my next door neighbor said that somebody had called the fire department already. My cousin, (the one who unlocked the gate) being the biggest of us all had already ran to the burning place and aided in throwing water on the room. Then I heard a breaking of glass. I imagine the temperature and the flames forcing the window open. Then some neighbor closer to the place gave out some panic scream I havent been able to make out. I was walking closer to the sidewalk together with the guys ready with large pails of water when my mother screamed and ordered me and my brother not to go near the place. Then somebody shouted they needed more water over the site and everybody and everything became frantic. Still calm but feeling restless, I grip my umbrella tighter and I'm seconds from rushing to the place, if ever the situation there would seem to be unmanageable, I'll try what I can do with it. The rain got harder. And I have never been thankful for that uncomfortable wetness in the air and the way my toes were cold and drenched from the rain(which I really hate) as I am now, despite the fact that I despise rain.
Still watching closely, I have a little talk with their tenant extracting information from her. I was thankful that they have been able to stop the fire, and several minutes after, the fire preventers arrived and just investigated the scene. My cousin came back to our house all drenched. I looked up to him and asked what happened and he said that the room at the back is covered with flames and they have to climb at the roof of the next-door neighbor to throw water at the place.
When everything has calmed down the people settled down to their own houses. We are all gathered in our living room. It's already 4:30am that time and I'm feeling sleepy then because that's the time where I'm starting to fall asleep. So I apathetically shrugged when they started talking and went upstairs to sleep.
The moment I lay down my head at my pillow I noticed the lingering smell of char and soot. To my irritation, everything that happened just a while ago coupled with the question I have been asking myself for months before this happened came. What would I do if it was our house that got burnt? Who and what am I going to save first? I tossed and turned and as I was falling asleep, I noticed that I started getting sleepy and relaxed after the smell had gone away.
+
Anyway, I feel like an idiot staring half of the day at a pic i've made for more or less an hour. But i like the results. I made it from my personal Oekaki board. I'll share the link when i feel i have filled it with enough artworks to view. ('sides not all of them are cute)
click!
i wasnt expecting to do a bleach fanart that time. my muse just dumped the idea in my brain without warning so voila.
I was meaning to discuss something about Pres. GMA's SONA but I feel lazy of doing so right now. And I keep on delaying it off. Oh well. I'll just probably post it in a separate entry some other time. We've got a sneaky president. I'll get to it when I'm motivated enough to write about the local economy and other related start.