I just had to say something

Last night, at 9 pm, two men came to our door trying to sell vacuum cleaners. They were nice and got invited in, but mother was worried. She didn't think they were just two men trying to sell vacuums so late at night. One man, an older gentleman, left the other, a college student, to attempt to sell us their product. It was a good looking vacuum and worked great, it could even blow up air mattresses and balloons. It had a plunger and many attachments to it that would come in handy, (though the one to blow up balloons is a little much, yeah?) but something was off (and i don't mean about the vacuum.) As the night went on we came to find that there was a big black van circling the neighborhood, dropping guys off at various houses to "sell vacuums" at 9 pm. They were scouting out the different houses, or that's how it looked. A couple houses down from where I live a house was broken into and robbed only a few weeks ago, so everyone was on edge. My grandfather was called and came over, pistol in pocket, ready for whatever the situation called for. Does that sound extreme? If you were there you might not think so. After a whole hour the college student left, without a vacuum sold, and took the shady black van with him.

After they were finally out of sight we took the kids out from where they were crouching and sat them all down for a "family meeting." I'm sure all of you are familiar with those. About ten to fifteen minutes into our meeting we get a call from our grandfather. He said there are police cars and ambulances heading up this way. Mom was furious and distressed. "Yeah it's probably just a coincidence." She said bitterly. "Because coincidences are a dime a dozen!" She screamed. Now everyone was in distress.

Mother and father went to go see if they could figure out why the police and ambulances were called. We got the kids all in one bed and watched a movie. We put in Mr. Bean's Holiday, hoping to drown out the blaring sirens with laughter.

Mother and father came back with the news:

two little girls (a ten and a four year old) died in a house fire. The father went off the work and the mother left the two children alone. The father will go to jail for neglect and possibly for unintentional manslaughter.

I don't know about you, but I'm pretty damn tired of this world.