Burning down the house / Warmer Abriß

Okay, look at these entries.

Elfy was there.
Kaneda was there, too.

Now you know that the house next to us was on fire last night.
Elia and me were in my bed, talking, when we heard people scream and smelled the fire.
Than panic erupted and we ran through the appartement.
My heart hammered, but I was cool, until I thought I wouldn't get Barclay soon enough from under my bed to rescue him.
That would have make me scream for sure.
I caught him, grapped water and my jacket and the Really-Important-Documents-File and my wallet and went out.

Standing on the street could have been actually fun, but Barclay was so terrified and I couldn't help him. Poor stinker.

For a while there was the possibility, that it wasn't the house next o us, but our house. That would have been awful, because I was the one, who closed the line for gas in the appartement under the roof.
I would have burned down the house.

Nooo, I didn't, but that were my fears.
I've got a good insurance, so my things weren't so important. "Things you own... " You know.
In the end we just got back to bed and talked or wandered around or made LJ-entries til 6 o'clock in the morning.

My head still swims, because of the unnormal hours of sleep.
I can stil smell it, and from my comp I can see the Now-No-Roof-Anymore.

In this house, things happen to us, that just don't happen.
Surreal living at its best.

... Call me crazy, but I love it.

In other news: I LOVE our new washing mashine, and Elia, Elia, Elia is back.
Will start my paper-journal again.
Will start doing the things I promised I'd do, when we'd be online again.
We are no, so...
^_^

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