Vulnerable

July 13, 2015 (Age: 14)

Dear Diary, 

July 11th, 2015 is the day that changed my life. It was, by far, a really really hard day.

We lost our house.

Around 4:40am, a lightning bolt hit our house, causing a fire to spark. During the time of this happening, everyone (our family dog, Chewy included) was at the cabin. Thank god! The inside is horrible to look at. The roof is gone. As soon as you walk in the front door and look up, you'll be able to see the sky. Dad's 1969 Chevelle is nothing but a skeleton. The tires are all melted, just like my dads motorcycle. The garage is all burned to ash. We only had around an hour and a half to get what we need and get out of the house. 
I took pictures on my phone of the inside and out. My bedroom is bad; the roof is all burned and it seemed as if it is going to collapse at any moment. I'm probably jumping around when it comes to the story, that is only because I don't even really know what to write. So much happened and it is so much to take in.

The house I've grown up in for so long is burned and unlivable. It's sad to see it in the condition it is in. From what I heard after the lighting struck, it left a gaping hole after the bolt hit, the energy spread to the garage. Then since my dads car was full of gas, that leaked everywhere causing the fire to get bigger. That was all happening when it was 5-6am. After our neighbor called 911, the firemen arrived to try to fight the flames. During when this is all going down, all of us were trying to sleep at the cabin. Around 6am, my dads manager called my dad and told him the news. At around 8am, my sister and I finally made it to the house. As soon as I saw the house, I'll admit it, Jaclyn and I cried so hard.

It was horrifying to watch the house we have grown up in get destroyed before our eyes. I hated it. 

Throughout the past few days, I haven't really ate a lot. Apparently, the fire is being talked about around town and the lake. New travels fast. A few times I have heard our fire story on the radio and I know its going to be in the newspaper in town too.

My room looked as if a bomb exploded. I couldn't save as much as I wanted to. I had my black light, string lights, $100 water speakers I bought, my art and so much more in my room that I lost. One thing that I'm glad I saved was all my previous diaries. Those date back to 2009.

It's just really hard to believe that something like this could ever happen to us.

The worst part is that we don't really know what is going to happen. For now, we are staying at the cabin at the lake, but I don't know really what is going to happen to us later. The cabin isn't built for the winter. Honestly, I'm kinda scared. I don't know if we'll have to move, rent a place, make the cabin an all season place. I have no clue. 

It's just so surreal. This shouldn't be happening. I don't really know what to do, think or say. I'm confused and scared.

Sarah