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Firefly 2

If you’re reading this then it’s too late to stop me. Reading this means my last posts has gone viral. Some will judge me and call me dangerous and a criminal. Others might say I need a psychiatrist. Others might just say I’m a gratified arsonist. Whichever one you choose to believe, you can’t hurt me anymore. It has been a while that I have been feeling high on fire and burning things. Burning things always had a way of soothing my mind and easing my pains. And I have to tell you, it had that effect almost till the end.

If you’re reading this, then it means my last stunt was successful. It means that I found the ultimate “high” and I stopped lighting things on fire. From rats to cats, from individual to plants to small farms. I have a long list of things I’ve watched burn. Things that turned to ashes before my eyes.

I got the idea for my last stunt from a video I watched online. YouTube have a vast collection of burning things, from little prank fires to raging infernos. This video that I saw showed a tower engulfed in flames. It was such a dreadful and beautiful sight and it filled me with awe. I clicked on similar videos and my mind was made up. I have burned both living (while still alive, that’s why they are called living things. Yeah, and the occasional humans.) and non living things. But never before have I tried both at the same time deliberately.

Before you judge me on burning humans, don’t forget the words of the Bible that says “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone”. And besides, I only burn humans whose parents and relatives decided not to pay the ransom I asked for.

If you’re reading this, it means my plan was carried out successfully. I bought fifty litres of petrol from the local filling station (Yes! I paid, I am not a criminal). I soaked every inch of my house with the petrol and I took a shower. With the petrol. I bet you didn’t see that coming. But petrol is really cold on the skin. I am going to press the “Post” button now. You can view the live commentary of the minutes that followed on my wall. Viewer’s discretion is advised!

MY WALL:

1:02AM: My house and I are completely soaked. Every inch is covered.

1:04AM: Only the laptop is spared. As a scientist (lol). I have to be methodical 😋

1:07AM: Hey peeps! Anyone online? Gonna drop the damn lighter in 3 minutes.

1:11AM: We’re live people… Dropped the lighter far away. And is the sight amazing! 😍😍

1:12AM: The fire is burning brilliantly. Harmattan and petrol is a wonderful combination….. 😂 😂 😂 You guys need to see this!

1:13AM: it’s getting extremely hot 🔥 in here.

1:17AM: SOMEBODY HELP!! 😱 PLEASE CALL FOR HELP!! MY PHONE IS DESTROYED…
OH… MY CLOTHES ARE ON FIRE…. IT’S HOT, PAIN….. SMOKE IS FILLING MY LUNGS…. CAN’T BREASDFGHJKL


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In all ways, always

In all ways, always

 

 

The sun is shining

So I decided to make hay

It gets all shining

And I can’t wait for the next day

 

Thunderstorms rode across the sky

“it will calm in a bit”

I’m gay, I’m so fly

My future is here in a bit

 

But the floodgates opened

And it rained seas and oceans

All hay destroyed

All my plans and efforts wasted

 

Just when I thought it is okay

Night fell

Completely lost, but I found a thread

Slowly, I ascend out of the labyrinth

 

He created me

And He guided me to the straight path

In all ways, always

I’ll be forever thankful

 

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Firefly

I have always marveled at the beauty of fire. The way things radiate when burning. The movement of the flames always look beautiful. Fire is sexy and I derive pleasure in watching things burn. The smooth way in which the flames engulf objects is amazing and fire never burns the same. Fire is beautiful, unpredictable and beautiful. Fire cleanse, it removes impurities.

I started lighting things up for sexual gratification when I was a teenager, the exact age of which I could not remember now. I remembered the time I failed a test, I went back home and brought out a box of matches and lit the test scripts on fire. The joy I felt when the papers burnt erased the sorrow of failing the test. And the climax came when the score burnt. 62/70 looked beautiful when the flame erased the terrible score. Fire erase imperfections.

After that incident, I just need to find reason to light things up.When I am happy, I start a fire. When sad, that is a reason to start fire. Anytime I feel depressed, the smell of burning things is the only thing that brings the joy back to my soul. But the older I grew, the lesser the pleasure I derived from burning inanimate objects. Woods, plants, papers, bicycles, motorcycles and the occasional abandoned cars do not fight back. I had to up my game. I had to find something that will fight back, to provide challenge.

The first test subject into animal territory was a rat. The ever present vermin, those guys are everywhere. I locked the doors and windows in the house. I tied the rat to a steel rod and set it on fire. If animals could show expression, then the expression on it’s face would be shock, disbelief and absolute terror. The rat screamed (shrieked) and started thrashing around. But the more it moved, the more it burned. A nice sweet smell filled the house, the aroma of fur and skin on fire. The joy and excitement I felt in my heart and soul. The happiness that coursed through my body made me realized that I had struck jackpot. The scream, smell and the resistance provided great pleasure. The ecstasy I had never felt before flowed through my body.I continued with small mammals and birds for a long time. Always having the greatest pleasure when they tried to fight back, when they tried to flee.

But with time, it got boring. The pleasure I derived diminished and I had to find alternative.A thought occurred to me now. I believe the only way to achieve the greatest sexual gratification is to do something I have never done before. To burn something I have never dared to burn before. Something to provide the ultimate high.

I have to burn an human alive.

This is the first part of the story. Comments and criticisms are welcome. Please do like and share. Thanks

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