Fire.

I've received terrible news a couple hours ago when my mom randomly called me while I was in class and told me this.

"Khoa...did you hear what happened? Q***'s house has burned down..everyone's there, watching... helicopters are everywhere... everyone in the house were just standing there watching their home get burnt down to nothing... they're all crying..."

In addition to that, I heard that the mother went through so much psychological damage that she fainted during (or after) the fire.

Believe it or not, fire traumatizes everyone in our family much more than one would think. I've actually been involved in an accident about 12 years ago where my dad and his friends got drunk around the fireplace while it was lit up, and as a joke, my dad pushed me into the fireplace and I ended up having a few area on my body burnt. Needless to say, it's when my hatred for him started in the first place and I'll still never forgive him for that and all the other things he's done to me.

Strangely enough, a month ago, my dad did something horribly stupid that -almost- got our house burnt down to the ground, but my grandpa (that lived next door) saw the fire and put it out before it spread. Apparently, my dad threw out a cigarette and didn't realized the cigarette was still lit and actually caught fire to something. It if wasn't for grandpa to put out the fire, I guess we wouldn't have a home either.

I really hope Q*** and the others are okay though. They can't even do much either because the cars in the garage got crushed from the house collapsing (as a result from the fire). I really hope things get better for them. Losing a house and everything in it is possibly the worst thing that can ever happen in someone's life. At least it's not their lives that were lost in the fire...

Guys, get through! I really don't want to lose you guys.

P.S. Fuck you guys that think it's a joke just because it's almost Apr 1st. Seriously.