There's nothing like letting people burn.
The light of the flame was magnificent.
The way it danced along the wooden walls and roof of my house, the crackling of the burning embers, the screams of my parent that we're trapped inside.
It was all so... Intoxicating.
I stood there, with the empty gas keg next to me and the pack of matches in my hand.
Some wouldn't have done this, but those people are the one that should be burned.
I'm not a pyromaniac, but I am a psychopath.
I don't know why but I just am, sometimes I think that I'm a bad person, but then those thoughts just make me more excited, the rush I get from doing stuff like this makes it all worth it.
As I stood there listening to the screams of my parents, I looked around at the surrounding neighbourhood, people were starting to rush out to see what was happening, when the saw me they felt like they should comfort me, but then they saw the gas keg, and the show realisation at what I had done drove hem to think one question.
Why?
I'll tell you why.
It because There is nothing like letting people burn.
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