How It Feels To Lose It All in A Fire

And What No One Wants To Hear After It Happens

I didn’t recognize this particular alarm; it was much louder than the one that went off every time I tried to fry chicken. The clock read 8:32 PM. Startled by the sound, my 9-year-old son sat up curiously; the noise was new to him too. I left my bedroom to check if the alarm was sounding throughout our unit; it was. I made my way into my son’s closet and grabbed what I thought might keep him warm while we awaited whatever this drill was. Once dressed, we crouched in front of the front door while I laced his shoes, then a loud bang at the door startled us both.

The man on the other side was anxious. “Y’all have to get out of here; the building is on fire,” he spoke loudly over the alarm. His words didn’t register. However, the bright red fire extinguisher in his left hand did. My mind misplaced every instruction, emergency plan, and immediate course of action I had stowed away for a day just like this.

“Ok, I have to.. “

“Ma’am, you can’t!”

The man immediately interrupted me. Just then, a woman pulling three children behind her back raced past my door and toward the stairwell. “The fire is in the unit next to you,” the man called out, pointing to the door to my right, the one still adorned with Valentine’s Day decorations.