glow

 she looked down, and saw the beautiful glow of the houses under her. the lights in their windows, smoke coming out of their chimneys. she hated it. It used to be home, but she was banished. she was condemned for an act of anger. she didn’t mean to. her boots crushed the leaves under her, and she walked down the hill. she grimaced as she saw her old house, boarded up with wooded slabs. her hand reached into her back pocket, bringing out a small object. she opened it, a small flame appearing, and dropped in onto the ground. then she turned, and ran back up the hill. at first it was slow, the fire spreading to each slab, each brick. but slowly she watched the city go up in flames. she looked down, and saw the beautiful glow of the houses under her.

i saw this prompt where it said to start and end the story with the same line. but the first time its happy and the last its dark. i kinda like this lol.

dont commit arson <33