Friday, 5 August 2011


I just came home from work a little while ago. My dad called, saying my mother's dead. I got to go home early, I think my colleagues were shocked, probably told me how sorry they were but I didn't hear them.

Dad sounded so shaken up, never heard him like that before. Says that she was burned to a crisp in the office, the only thing remaining was her engagement ring and a pair of showy earrings – I always told her how ridiculous they looked – and no damage to the chair she was sitting in, no damage to anything could be seen.

I didn't want this to happen I swear to god...