Even though owning your own home and enjoying the comfort and happiness that it brings is incrediable, it can all come to an end before your even aware of it. You don't expect to know the feeling when something you work so hard to make wonderful comes burning down in flames right before your eyes. Just imagine the for one minute the howling sounds of your animals trapped inside and the steaming heat pouring out of the red hot flames. What could you envision that your first steps might be? Running inside the house, calling for help, fainting, or trying to believe this is all a dream while your home burns to the ground.
The first step I took when I realized my home, that I had worked so hard to make a dream, was bursting into flames was calling for help. Screaming at the top of my lungs for somebody, anybody to call the fire department. During that time I heard a relief of silence but only to hear the cry of my trapt dogs inside the burning house. My heart sank deep in my chest, when I realized it was only a matter of time before the cries would soon fade and my animals would be brutally burned to death.
As the fire department came to scene, without thinking I ran to my front door and tried to do anything to free my animals and save anything I could. Bursting into tears when the men pulled me away, I had to come to my senses and realize that saving my home and everything personal was completly out of my hands. I knelt to the grown and just began to beg the outcome would be better than I imagined it to be.