One Paragraph Stories: The Vow

Connor lit the towel on fire. He hurled it towards the house which was already doused in gasoline. There was nothing left for him to see. Nothing left to do. Connor knew what came next. Everyone he knew and everything he had ever loved was within that house. Long dead before he ever got there. Connor understood that there was no turning back from this nightmare. Connor watched as his house burned down with the bodies of his beloved family and friends in its walls. He only uttered one word. He muttered one phrase that made his next intentions clear. Revenge.

Until the next Daydream…

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