I am in the living room with mom and dad and we are watching the news. Sure thing I see our house burning to ashes. They say it’s because of a gas leak. If only they knew the truth. I wonder how did he manage it? There were so many things inside. What did he do to our old photo albums? What about my books? If he burned my books too I am never going to forgive him, he can beg all he wants after, I swear! I make a mental note to ask him about it later. Was he inside the house while the fire started? What if he had hurt himself? What would have happened of us then? Did he not stop to think about mum and dad too? I suddenly want to smack his head so hard, it’s not even funny.
After we spoke in the morning I went to exercise in the gym to get my body back into shape and Brad and Mike both join
