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scaryLast night was supposed to be calm, and it most certainly wasn't. We slept peacefully, and without drama. Everything was ok. Then, I randomly woke up around 2/3am. I looked out the window, and swore there were huge sheets and strips of yellow and orange fabric blowing crazily up from a building in the distance. As sleep faded from my brain, I realised that it was on fire. A building two blocks away was billowing huge, story-tall, life-ending amounts of fire. This is, I can assure you, NOT a gentle, calm way to wake up in the middle of the night when you had hoped for just sleep. We sat there for a while, dumbfounded. Then I started to hear the chainsaws, the windows breaking, the axes crashing down, and the fire hoses spewing water. The smoke turned black, then white, and finally the lapping flames abated. I thought back to Tamara's fire and remembered the water. Oh, the fire sucked, but the water destroyed everything. I just started to shake, with the realization of how fragile we all are. I feel so much responsibilty for all the people in our house. *overwhelmed* I'm supposed to be calm, and together. How long can I keep this up? I don't know. </scared> |
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