I was terrified, holding my head with both hands, “Oh my god, what am I going to do now? Everything is gone!” I could never believe that people actually commit a crime at a worship place. The scene took place at the Vietnamese Buddhist Center in Sugar Land, Texas. It was our first place, the first stop we visited. When I jumped back to the car to leave the temple, I was the one who noticed that the baggage was stolen due to the strong winter breeze on my back. I screamed, “We were burglarized!” The car windows were shattered, leaving broken, sharp crystals all over the carpet. The adults were upset and the kids were confused because we have nothing left except the clothes on us. Suddenly, we felt homeless, having no cash, no food, and no place
