I had a dream.
I was running away from it. It was trying to get to me, yet I was running. I hated the sight if it, the massive glow of it scared me the most. I trapped myself and screamed as it caught into me, preventing me from living...
I woke, terrified. I was drenched in my own sweat. I had realised the dream had been about fire. I hated these dreams: they felt so real. I washed back my terror with a drink.
I couldn't get rid of the dreams: they felt so real. I was running away from fire yet it burned me down by the end of my dream. I was so scared, wanting to run away and completely leave the area. I didn't like any of it.
I got dressed, trying to clear the dream from my mind and pulled on my jeans. Then, the weirdest thing happened...
I put my hand in my drawer, yawning, I tried pulling out my cutest socks but as far as my hand went, I couldn't get them. Then I felt something scuttle past my hand..
Eww! Another one of those rain beetles. But then something really creepy happened...
I felt warm all around my palm and a tiny shriek. I gasped and pulled my hand out, seeing smoke on my palm. I looked at the little rain beetle. It was dead, and caught up in a mini fire.
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Astrid Burnz
Kinh dịThis is my (hopefully) exciting retake on the story 'Carrie' and 'Frozen'! It's about a young girl called Astrid with the power to use fire - but she can't use it prep properly. Wow!
