Some say the world will end in fire
Some say ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold those who favor fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough hate
To save it for destruction ice
Is also great
And would also suffice
Prologue
I never would choose his life for myself, or anyone else for that matter. All I ever wanted was to be normal. I still have the opportunity to be a teenager but that's only by myself. I could never be around other because of my lack of self control. I was thirteen when it first started. I remember it clearly even though human memories seem to fade, but not this one. I remember the pain and burning especially when it lite up. I also recall he night when I tried telling my parents and they didn't believe me. They just thought it was some type of joke, but when they ask me to show them since I believe so strongly about it. When I tried showing them nothing happened. For four years I was trying to prove myself that I was not insane, but I was prove wrong on my 17th birthday. That's when the power return stronger than ever. It caused a change in me. I noticed that I wasn't aging anymore. I also recognize I was no longer me. That's the night I realized everything was over.
Flashback
I was tossing and turning dreaming of what my mother's planning for my birthday when I wake up. I was surrounded with streamers and balloons in this dream. I was leaning over the countertop about to blow out the candles setting on top of the cake, but as I got closer to the flames the higher it intensify. Fascinated by its intensity, I drew my hands over the flames. When I came in contact a voltage went through my body. I shit up out of my dream only to be knocked back by a blue translucent bubble. My limbs began burning up my body. My pajamas began soaking in sweat. I felt heat travel up to my pupils starting a sizzling sensation causing my eyes to tear. The pain was so unbearable as the heat waves washed through my throat. I couldn't take it anymore so I shut my eyes and got a deathly grip onto the sheets of my bed. I began feeling the waves as they pounded on the entrance of the heart seep into my veins. My burning eyes shot open and I left out a blood curling scream. Next thing I knew fire exploded and I saw flames erupting from my chest making me lose consciousness.
End of Flash Back
I've tried to convince myself countless times that the horrors from that day wasn't my fault. Yet everyday it still haunts me because they're gone because of me Gone from what I am. I despise myself for what I've done, hating myself for what I've become. I'm never safe for anyone because accidents do happen. I was young and rest less. I didn't know how to control it but when they died I did. I spend a lot of time concentrating on controlling it any my emotions. I learned to stay away from the humans. I am a danger to them or anyone in a 100mile radius. Yet they don't seem to grasp that concept. I just want to be left alone so I can't hurt anyone else because I know I am to roam this world alone. I'm leaving escaping for a change. I need to go back to where it all started.
