TW- fire
She ran.
She ignored the tears and
Focused on the line where the dark sky meets the land.
There was nothing else for her to think about other than the burning in her lungs.
Her feet slapped the concrete as her hair stuck to her forehead.
The light behind her dimed.
She stopped and turned around.
Her eyes hungrily lapped up the sight of the roaring flames.
They consumed everything she ever knew.
She watched as fire consumed her loved ones and her home.
Her arms were dropped down at her sides.
The box of matches in her hand laughed at their destruction.
The smell of gasoline clogged her senses.
She grinned.
At last.
for a fun surprise read it backwards.
cute little story about arson y'all! (please do not commit fire crimes)
love ya <3
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thoughts on paper
Jugendliteraturmostly a book full of short stories or poems. things that i think would be good ideas for a story but shortened. some are based on truths. it's basically just what the title says it is.
