Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die
You're not about to let these fucks get away with what they've done. You go to the side of the house and search through their trash. Using your general scientific knowledge, you make a small molotov cocktail and toss it through the window of the house.
Within moments, most of the house is engulfed in flames. You are transfixed on the fire for a few minutes, watching it burn with a sick kind of joy.
When you snap out of it, you quickly realize the fire has spread. You rush home, but it's too late - your house has burned down, and your parents with it.
You go to live with your Aunt Agatha after your stint in juvi for the arson incident. Most Christmases at Agatha's house suck - she loves fruitcake.
Within moments, most of the house is engulfed in flames. You are transfixed on the fire for a few minutes, watching it burn with a sick kind of joy.
When you snap out of it, you quickly realize the fire has spread. You rush home, but it's too late - your house has burned down, and your parents with it.
You go to live with your Aunt Agatha after your stint in juvi for the arson incident. Most Christmases at Agatha's house suck - she loves fruitcake.
