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Eating food on time, especially breakfast and lunch is what I always neglect to do. My parents often holler at me for that reason and they keep on telling me “that’s why you are so skinny”. It’s true that I’m skinny because I don’t eat food at the proper time or I might not consume the right amount of food. Usually I don’t really get hungry when I skip breakfast and lunch. Although there was day, when I was starving to death, and who knew my hunger could lead to other problems.
Staring at the clock the whole time in my 7th period class, and waiting for the needle in the clock to strike 2:47, I was ready to go home and eat something. As usual, my stomach started growling really loud, and most of the class heard it. Embarrassed, I raised my hands and asked the teacher if I could go to the restroom. Hoping the vending machines would be open, I went downstairs to grab a snack, but unfortunately the vending machines wouldn’t let me buy a snack. Finally, the clock stroke 2:47.
Really hungry, I came back from school hoping there would be something to eat. I opened by kitchen closet door, and found nothing to eat, and then opened the freezer and saw an ice-cream packet, but it seemed lighter. Great! My sister took the last bar. Truly frustrated, I tried to cook some Ramen noodles, and left the pan on top of the stove and turned it on for it to get hot. The phone started ringing, and it was my mom making sure if I was home already, and that she would be late from work. I turned on the television in my office room and sat on the couch for a while, since there was nothing really exciting to do other than my homework. Flipping through the channels, I couldn’t find anything interesting, so I decided to get online for a while. Suddenly, the fire alarm started going off. I couldn’t believe that I forgot the whole thing about the pan that I set on top of the stove for it to get hot. I started running towards the kitchen, and I could see the reflection of the orange flames on the wall next to the kitchen. The next thing I knew was that my kitchen was on fire. I grabbed the pan really quick with my bare hand, and I could feel my hand scorching. I threw the pan in the sink, and turned back and saw the kitchen ventilation on fire. There I was, screaming and running around the house like a headless chicken.
I still remember the feeling of horror that dawned on me that, and couldn’t even remember me putting out the fire effectively. I knew that, a power surrounded me wholly, and I still believe that it wasn’t me who put out the fire, but it was my Lord. I still praise God, for saving me miraculously, and protecting my house from catching fire.
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