on Jan 10th, 2008fire and smoke at my boyfriend’s place
It was late at night and I was staying over his place, well, doing nothing much. I heard my boyfriend’s dad telling everyone that there was smoke coming from outside the door. When we opened the door, the strong pungent smell of smoke shot up our nostrils! It was like putting your face into the entrance of hell while the barbeque pitts spat smelly black smoke at you. His house is above the 6th floor and even so, the entire stairwell was filled with smoke! We panicked because when we opened the door, it was so foggy we couldn’t see anything beyond 10cm ahead and we had no idea the source of the smoke. A few times we nearly choked on the smoke sticking our heads outside the door to check out what was happening.
In the chaos, I grabbed a damp towel as we hurried my boyfriend’s mother out of the toilet so we could leave the place. We thought one of our neighbour’s houses must have caught fire and it would mean deep trouble if we don’t leave the place soon. We hurried up the stairs to head to another level where we the corridors connected to another elevator (far away from where the smoke was coming from) and everyone was so panicky cause we can barely breathe and our eyes were submerged in smoke.
When we finally made it down to ground level, we found out what caused this smokey ordeal. Some inconsiderate punk decided to light up the dustbin below my boyfriend’s house. I’m not sure if it was arson or it was an ‘innocent’ accident, but the plastic dustbin below his house caught fire. The burnt plastic produced ALOT of soot and smoke and although the firemen put out the fire before we reached the scene, smoke was still travelling up the stairwells. It makes me wonder, what would have happened to us had we decide to walk DOWN the stairs instead of up.
All that was left in the pile of black smokey soot was a metal tray (the ashtray on top of the plastic bins). We guessed it was quite probable that either someone set fire to the dustbin OR some guy threw a lit ciggerette into the dustbin.
After the whole hoo-haa, my boyfriend’s sister found out that our nostrils were filled with black soot!! I felt so disgusted!! I had a bath and blew my nose as hard as I could while trying to spray water into my nose. *sad*
I guess, although the whole ordeal was quite exciting, luckily no one got hurt and the fire was taken down quite fast. Thank God.
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