Chapter 1 : I am a curse
Have you ever thought of being special?
Everyone wants to be special. Being special does not means everyone will treat you special. Because you are special every one will get away from you, when you are special it's not necessary that you are happy.
For me being special is a curse
According to my parents, I am special. When I was 6 I first unleashed the special ability inside me, To burn, to cause fire, To create fire. The warm thing inside me unceased and become hot so Hot that it could burn everything in ashes.
When I yelled, when I screamed in pain, in sadness on my grandma's funeral. My Grandma the only one who understands me.
My mother said its a Power.
My grandma said its a Gift.
But I say its a Curse.
The second time I know I did this, when I was 8, my mother wanted me to part from my sister, she was newly born and was dear to me. In frustation I did that.
I yelled and again I felt something inside me. It was not warm, not hot.
It felt cold. So cold like ice, yes, frozen ice.
I made everything freeze, my sister was safe for my parents shielded her.
Then they isolated me from the outside world. I was taught by some tutors, they visited me every week, each tutor one day.
At last, when I was tired of getting only measured love, I asked my mother, 'Why I am special? Why I am not loved like my sister?'
And in the answer I got a slap.
It was hard and felt like hurting but what hurt most was her answer, 'You are a ungrateful child. The powers you have are a Gift, you know how much pain your sister feels when she is being compared with you. What a filthy girl you are, who don't thank for what you have.'
And I wanted to reply.
''Yes, mother it feels. It feels like piercing my heart ; your words. Yes, mother I am thankful, thankful for this curse, for this pain, for this loneliness.''
But the words never come out.
'Thank for what I have.'
'What I have exactly?'
I kept asking myself this question from days to weeks and weeks to months and from months to years and I got my answer on my 13th birthday.
'Mother can I ask you one thing?'
'Sure Misaki ask.'
'Can I spend this day with you, father and Suzuna?'
'No you cannot.' She yelled.
'Why' I asked pulling the hem of her gown.
'Because you will hurt us.' She pulled her gown's hem out of my grip.
That crossed the limit and I tried my best to control the feeling, but it unleashed.
I made a cyclone. I get fire every where. I made the ice to take over fire. Everything burned to ashes and then froze to ice. My emotions start to stir up in ability.
After that they decided it's unsafe to let me be with them.
It caused mother and father to take a hard step.
So they sent me to a place called Takubetsuna Tanashi
