My world and everything I knew is now gone. In one devastating moment, I lost my dad, who was my best friend, my goofy white lab Diesel who stayed with my dad until the bitter end, along with my home and everything I owned. Fire took everything from me in 2014 during the Bowles Creek fire in Weed, CA, and again yesterday morning, Nov 14 around 4 am. I don't know what to do. I'm still waiting for the shock to wear off and the reality of the fact that my dad is gone. Gone in the worst possible way someone can go. That man was my best friend, and we shared our birthdays together. Since my birthday was April 15th and his was April 16th. I was 19 minutes away from being born on his birthday, but I had the cord wrapped around my neck. Since 2015, it's been him and I vs. the world, and I was his caretaker. We were impossibly close, and anyone who knows me knows how much he meant to me and how much of my life was dedicated to being there for him. Now he's gone along with my fur bud Diesel who loved everything and everyone. Never have I ever had a dog who was so smart, so kind, and helpful. He loved bringing in firewood even though he never brought it to the right spot; he always took it to his bed. I will never get to hold his fluffy face in my hands again. I will never get to hear my dad's stories again. I will never get to sleep in my bed again or enjoy the protection of my home. I lost everything. I have nothing but the will to keep going no matter what. I know my dad wouldn't want me to give up.