When There’s A Smoke, There’s A Fire

I woke up around 9:30 Sunday morning. I had congee with boiled egg for my breakfast. After that I just watched TV. While I was watching TV, I noticed that my neighbor’s house was emitting smoke on its roof.

My room is on the second floor of the house that’s why I immediately noticed it. My first reaction was just to ignore it. But after quite some time, it was still emitting smoke. I freaked out and immediately knocked on my housemate’s room. He was asleep so I went outside and asked help to my neighbors. I honestly don’t know my neighbors and I don’t want to befriend them.

Back to seeking help, I was frustrated that two teenagers answered my ask for help. I immediately asked them if they know the owners of the house and they answered, “No!” Since they weren’t that mature to talk to, I asked if there’s an adult in the house. They told me that they were still sleeping. I just told them that there’s a smoke in that house followed by pointing my hand to it. It’s just annoying that they weren’t even alarmed with what I’ve said. With my disappointment I went inside the house then thought of the next step to do.

I went to my other neighbor and told again my piece. I was just relieved that according to them, the house with smoke was just cooking. They were also alarmed the other day when they saw smoke on that house. I just hope this neighbor of mine would use LPG instead of charcoal. Don’t they know that LPG is cost efficient than charcoal?

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