[ CW ] Write a short story where every sentence has fewer words than the last one .

Hands joined together, a young boy and his father sprinted through the screams, smoke and confusion of their once peaceful city. 
 
 The boy gripped his father ’ s hand, following his every movement as they weaved their way through the chaotic, frenzied crowds. 
 
 An explosion boomed in the near distance as a plume of thick, yellowish smoke started billowing into the air. 
 
 The boy was wrapped in absolute terror, his mind trying to make sense of the hysteria around him. 
 
 The pair continued to push their way through the wheezing, howling, bloodied groups of people around them. 
 
 As they turned the street corner, a wall of rifle wielding men wearing masks stood firm. 
 
 The boy and his father stopped where they were as the wall began to encroach. 
 
 The father, face glistening with sweat, pulled his young son into a nearby alley. 
 
 The man looked unsure of what to do, and the boy took notice. 
 
 “ Daddy, I don ’ t want to be here anymore, ” the boy said feebly. 
 
 His father, eyes desperate and glazed with red, knelt before him. 
 
 “ Son, wait here and do not leave until I return. ” 
 
 The father squeezed his son ’ s hand, tight and reassuring. 
 
 For just a single moment, all was quiet. 
 
 Finally, with welling eyes, he let go. 
 
 The man disappeared into the crowd. 
 
 And there the boy stood. 
 
 Dazed, alone in fear. 
 
 Waiting for daddy. 
 
 Crying, shivering. 
 
 Waiting. 

