My Home Is Destroyed

Hello,

My name is Hanna. I am a 70-year-old widow. I work full time at an auto parts store.

On August 3, at 10 pm, my house caught fire due to faulty wiring.

The fire started in my room, with the door closed. My little dog started barking at the door, warning me that something was wrong. I looked, and found that fire had started coming out through the top of my room’s door, and catching other things on fire.

I immediately woke up my son (who lives with me), and we rushed outside and called 911. The fire department arrived and started working on the fire, which had spread into the adjacent room and into the attic.

The fire department put out the fire. Generous and wonderful neighbors and Red Cross gave us some supplies and money for a couple of nights at a hotel, where we went. We figured that with some money and hard work, part of the house could be made livable again.

The next day, my son and I came back to find that the fire had started again, spread throughout the whole house, and destroyed most of the roof and the rest of our possessions. The house was now unlivable. We had lived in this house for 39 years. I raised my children here. I was heartbroken, and now we are homeless.

I had no house insurance. The insurance company that we had before raised their rates out of our price range, and we were currently shopping around for another policy when the fire struck, at the worst possible time.

My son and I are still working, but we need money to inspect (and probably demolish) the house, and possibly put a mobile home on the lot.

In the meantime, we also need money for rent so we can have a place to stay while we save up for all this.