The Kindergarten Arsonist #SixSentenceStoryThursdayLinkUp #Inspiration #WritingPrompts

When I was a kid, thanks to my limited vision, I accidentally burned myself on the ends of enough adults’ cigarettes not to want to play with matches. But this was not the case with my younger brother. When he was five years old, he set a fire in his basement bedroom, but my mother was able to put it out before too much damage was done.

Soon after that, he and some friends were caught playing with matches near an abandoned shack, which caught fire. My parents had to go to the police station and bail him out. Long story short, my brother eventually outgrew his fire fetish and is now a physicist.


Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above true story with her six-sentence prompt for this week, in which the given word is “match.” You can click here to participate in this week’s hop and read other bloggers’ six-sentence creations.

A photo of Abbie smiling in front of a white background. She has short brown hair which is cut short and frames her face. She is wearing a bright red shirt and a dark, flowy scarf swirled with hues of purple, pinks and blues.

New! Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me

Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.

Independently published with the help of DLD Books.

The cover of the book features an older woman sitting in a wicker chair facing a window. The world beyond the window is bright, and several plants are visible on the terrace. Behind the woman’s chair is another plant, with a tall stalk and wide rounded leaves. The woman has short, white hair, glasses, a red sweater, and tan pants. The border of the picture is a taupe color and reads "Why Grandma Doesn't Know Me" above the photo and "Abbie Johnson Taylor" below it.

Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.

After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.

Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.

Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?






Author: abbiejohnsontaylor

I'm the author of three novels, two poetry collections, and a memoir. My work has appeared in various journals and anthologies. I'm visually impaired and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my totally blind late husband who was paralyzed by two strokes. Please visit my website at:

18 thoughts on “The Kindergarten Arsonist #SixSentenceStoryThursdayLinkUp #Inspiration #WritingPrompts”

  1. My little brother also set a couch on fire in our basement when we were kids. Fire rituals are common events in childhood, I think. Our son also set his bed on fire because he was reading at night with a lamp under his covers. I can well remember the smoldering mattress that my husband and I drug down the stairway and outside the door that night. Other friends at the time had similar experiences with their male children. Thankfully they all turned out just fine in due time.

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    1. Well, at least he’s doing it safely now. My brother also likes to cook. He enjoys barbecuing outdoors. But again, he’s doing it safely. No fires have been started as far as I know. At least fires that he didn’t want started.


    1. I, on the other hand, have always been terrified of fire, thanks to my younger brother. Fires in fireplaces and other control situations are fine, but I’ve never struck a match or flicked my bick and don’t ever intend to do so. Once while eating at a Japanese restaurant with friends where the chef prepared the meal in front of us, when he started the grill, and the flame shot high in the air, it scared me half to death.


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