last night I was watching tv and hanging out with my cats when it started smelling like burning plastic. I panicked, looked into my ashtray but it wasn’t me. all of the sudden I heard a dozen cop cars & firetrucks flying down my street. I stuck my head out the window and my neighbor’s house, 5 houses down was up in flames.
my neighbor was running up and down the street, hysterically crying and yelling. then the fire reached the power lines and the wire started sparking and fell, almost hitting a few people who were watching. then this man ran towards the house and all these firemen had to stop him from entering the burning building.
everyone got out safely. the firemen had the fire under control and luckily it didn’t spread. I watched my neighbor cry as they broke her windows to let the smoke out. her family was huddled around her, they were all crying and hugging each other. it started flurrying after all of it was over.
as I was walking to the subway for work, I walked past their house. my neighbor was there, walking around and looking at the ruins of her former house. good luck 1507 dickinson.
