2:30 am Wake up call

Last weekend, Devin and I were woken up to a blaring fire alarm. At first, we were sleepy and hoping it was just a short, false alarm. We were slowly getting up until we heard panicked voices outside. We got dressed a little faster and went outside to find out what was going on.

Our building was on fire! 4 units down from us, on our floor. And everyone said it was spreading. We knew we were further away so we went back up to our apartment, put on warmer clothes, grabbed our cell phones, wallets and car keys and went to join everyone else outside.

It was started by a cigaret butt. The person that started the fire tried to put it out with the extinguishers, but after going through 4 it didn't work. Other people from our building told him not to go in anymore and that it was too dangerous. I'm glad he tried though, because I think it helped it from spreading more.

Three fire trucks and their crew showed up to put out the fire. I think they got the fire out quickly, but it took them a while to get everything wrapped up. We weren't cleared to go back into our apartment until around 4:30.

Since we were so tired though, we did take a sick day!