The Fire That Burns Within

“Close your eyes. It’s not safe just yet the fires are burning.” That voice was an old memory that my mother would say when something was wrong but now she’s gone too. The breathless bodys lay there burning. the buildings are gone. The candy store that I loved to go to, my mother’s dress shop and my father’s shoe store also burned to the ground. How did all this start? What caused this massacure? The first thing I can answer is that it was my fault everyone’s burning.

When I was born my mother noticed my purple streak in my full head of dark brown hair. She would always say I was special because I could do stuff normal kids couldn’t do. Like I could set fire with the flick of my finger, I could blow water out of my path so the I could get across a river that was too far wide to jump, I could grow a plant in seconds of planting the seed, I could make it rain and thunder and make lightning strike just to make sure my town had its needs. It’s just I sometimes have trouble controlling my so called gift.

When i was younger i set my classroom on fire. No one was hurt but that didn’t stop them from calling me names and kicking me out of grade three. Ever since then I’ve been home schooled. My mom, the normal house wife. She goes to church every sunday morning she never misses it, she cleans too. It was hard because my mom wouldn’t teach me math and science she would teach me to sew and make clothing for her dress store but i didn’t want to be a dressmaker or a housewife i wanted to make a change in the world.

So every night i would come home with sore hands but with the willpower to read the books on heros and the law. They could do anything! They could fight crimes and fly to the rescue. The helpless maiden needs to be rescued and Superman comes and saves her but what if he is in trouble? Why can’t the girl come to the rescue? This time she did!

Of course they never could understand why I could do this. I was born like this. I grew up thinking I was normal but now that I’m older I figured out that normal wasn’t something that I was able to be.

Until that night. He was standing so perfectly leaning on a telephone pole.his name was Adam Reggie, Oh he’s just perfect. Omigosh he was walking towards me. Why? Does he know what I could do? How powerful am I?

“ Hi I’m Adam, I saw you standing there..”

“Jadlin wake up sweetheart it’s time for your first day of highschool!” my mother called

ugh why would she ruin the best dream ever.

“ ugh ok mom I’m up and getting ready.” I yelled.

“Ok.” she yelled back

I walked downstairs to find a lunch on the table for me and a brand new bag.

“Omigosh mom you didn’t have to get me all this stuff we are really low on money don’t waste it on me.” I said.

“Oh hun this is nothing because i am getting a new job and better pay.” I spit out the food I was eating.