Continued from Chapter one: Fight at school. Happy reading!
Leo felt uncomfortable. He wanted to scream out to the world that he hadn't done that but somehow not even a sound came out of his mouth. He walked in silence towards his dormitory and attracted a few glares and even a few screams going "Aaaa! Beware! There goes the fire boy! He'll kill us all one day!"
He reached his dorm, climbed up in bed and stayed in his covers the rest of the day. All he thought was why all this was happening to him. A very unhappy Leo went through all of the weird happenings of the past days. There were three major problems. One was the incident that had happened today. Fire, where was this fire coming from, he thought. And if he was the reason of the fire⦠How in the world could he produce FIRE?
The second thing that bothered him was that he simply couldn't pay attention to his studies however much he tried. He had tried numerous times and had been scolded by teachers. That and another reason was that his fingers wouldn't rest one minute without making something out of things like a broken spring, rubber bands, paper, etc.
He just couldn't understand all these happenings. It was making him mad. He was beginning to think that either he or this place was haunted. He was afraid to hurt others, especially the ones he loved. Like his mother. Just the thought of her made Leo cry. She had been such a sweet mother and she had died just because of Leo.
A tear made its way down Leo's cheek before getting soaked up by his was the last straw. He couldn't bear to hurt anyone else so dear to him
That was the moment he decided; he had to run away.
