u/Dizzy-Local-3913

Bruh, this is about to be the shittiest grammar ever, but I need to do something before I crash out. My kitchen (oven/oil fire) got set on fire, so after a few weeks, I had to move all my stuff out of my room because they had to deodorize the house and make sure all the soot was cleaned. I had most of my things downstairs in my brother's room because my mom checked with the people a bajillion times that the downstairs wasn’t going to be touched. In the end, it was touched.

So now, all the cans, bottles, random shit I’ve gotten throughout my life (like paper, drawings, books, my plushie, and a bunch of other things), and possibly my shoes which were all expensive and barely even touched are now all in the trash and never to be seen again. I got some of my things back, but even the ones I did get are ruined. That’s all I got, chat, because I can’t even think of all the things I’ve lost to such a minor fire because of so much miscommunication. My grandfather was the one who talked to the people, but he’s old, so he didn’t understand. He just let them knowingly take all my things (and my siblings') to the dump. Sorry for that ass grammar/wording.