Burnt down the lot next door playing with matches. Fire Dept and everything. :-)
I was a firebug too, I lit a fridge box in the basement on fire with my cousin, he didn’t think it was a good idea, but I was a year older at 7, so of course I knew it was a good idea.
My mother and aunt were upstairs in the kitchen, the flames were fanning out on the drywall on the ceiling when they must of figured something was wrong, because we were too awestruck to make a noise.
They came running down, and luckily the fire extinguisher still worked (as I had discharged some a few weeks earlier and not told anyone). They got the fire out, and the floor had black marks as did the ceiling. It stayed that way until my parents finished the basement many years later.
I think it goes without saying I was beat...severely...severely enough to horrify any liberal lol.