On December 13, 2008 my life was completely changed. I watched it pretty much go up in flames.  Thanks to a roommate who would rather smoke weed then use the money i gave her to turn her lights back on, our apartment caught on fire- thanks to her using the gas stove/oven to heat the apartment it blew up. Luckily not the entire complex only our apartment...
I was down at my best friends house watching tv when our friend (and neighbor) busted in the door screaming 'call 911 the stupid bitch set the apartments on fire'.  Only my boyfriend believed her instantly and ran outside while mari and i sauntered out, me planning on breaking the glass of the fire extinguisher her to call 911. We get outside to thick black smoke pouring out of my apartment the roommate and her baby running down the stairs swearing she blew the candle out.  Mari called 911 and alan and nelly started banging on doors while we all screamed for people to get out of the apartments. We all got out just in time to watch flames explode out of the front and back of the apartment.  The fire fighters responded super quickly but had to send out a second alarm- the stove, heater, and air conditioner all had exploded.  We watched them put out the fire for four and a half hours, my roommate running away from the scene only to return as everyone left. 
She doesn't seem to understand why everyone is so furious with her. But she was gone, she didn't have to watch  them fight the fire or even more heartbreakingly watch the firemen bring out everything we owned and try and figure out what was what. My bed was the first to come out- only recognizable due to small strips of blue flowered fabric hanging off blackened springs...  Coming back the next day (after people had scavenged through) was so strange to see what the fire left behind... barney was perfectly fine... one or two of my books charred around the edges but still whole.... tattered remains of clothing... 

i hope to God i never have to go through something like this again. I lost everything but it was all material. Now i have six months until this baby is here and i am going to do everything possible to have my life better then before. My baby is never going to have to deal with losing everything, because i refuse to be put back into this poverty stricken mess i have fallen into. Her/his life will be way better and i vow this on everything important to me. Maybe this was God's wake up call to me- get your life together and figure out whats important... or else it was a freak accident that changed my life forever... either way