The Raphael's Unexpected Tragedy

Around 1:30 AM on March 7TH, I had a sudden odd feeling that something was going on in my apartment where I been staying with my mother on the other end. I heard a loud explosion, a fire had broke out and I rushed to go and save my mother who was asleep. We we’re able to rush outdoors from the third floor as the flames arose from the second floor. We lost everything we had in the tragedy and were then and now still in complete shock. Both my mother and I were only left with the clothes on our backs and nothing else. We ask that in this tragic time as we work to rebuild our lives that the community can find it in their hearts to be a helping hand. No amount is too big or too small. We appreciate the love, positivity, and prayers that have been sent our way and ask that you continue to send them! May God bless you despite the tragedy we are grateful for our lives.