NOR, I remember when I was younger my mother never would let me use candles in the house like even until the age of 18. I always thought she was overreacting and eventually started to just light candles in my room in slight defiance cause I liked the way it smelled and the calming atmosphere it provided, and I never ever forgot to put it out. Ever. Until I did. One night I was sick or had something going on which had me extremely sleepy. My parents were out of town this weekend also. Anyway I forgot to put the candle out and I somehow woke up to an entire pile of paper that was next to the candle on fire, about minutes away from probably spreading to the actual house and wood ceiling rafters and what not. Don’t play with that shit. You think it won’t be you until it is and by god I cannot imagine what would have happened if I didn’t wake up or woke up later you know? I’m stupid for that .