“Yes I’m still wearing this ‘stinking’ outfit.” I said crossing my arms pouting. “WHY?!” He said his eyes turning a dark green. I felt like a 3 year-old honestly. I was always being told what to do and what to wear, and what to eat, every single day. “I’M FED UP OF YOU, YOUR MAJESTY, I’M NOT A PUPPET, OR A BARBIE DOLL, TO PLAY DRESS UP WITH, I’M A FUCKING HUMAN, I HAVE FEELING UNLIKE YOU! I’M FED UP OF BEING TOLD WHAT TO DO ALL THE TIME! I FUCKING HATE YOU!” I said boiling with rage. I shut my eyes, trying to rid of the anger, and when I did, the room was in flames. “WTH DID YOU DO?!” he said crouching down. “I-I-I didn’t d-do anything…I said calmly. Wait…WHY WAS I CALM THE ROOM IS IN FLAMES. I don’t know…”WHAT-THE-HELL-DID-YOU-DO!” he said grabbing the sheets trying to extinguish the fire. “I SAID-I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!” I said screaming. The flames rose, burning everything it touched. “Oh my god, come on.” He said grabbing my wrist, pulling us both out of the room. “SOLDIERS!” Harry screamed. About 10 men appeared behind Harry. “Fire” he said pointing to the door. I sighed, letting all my feelings out. I sat down, and took a deep breath, and calmed myself. They opened the door to find a clean untouched room. “What?...” Harry mumbled. “Sir, maybe you should res-“,”NO! IT WAS HERE, IT WAS!” He screamed flinging his hands in the air. I chuckled a bit looking at how crazy he looked. “WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING LAUGHING AT, YOU SAW IT, TOO!” He screamed in my face. I broke down in laughter. He looked like a complete lunatic! I had an idea. “There was o fire, what are you talking about.” I lied. “Grrr” he said stomping out. “He crazy.” I said to one of the soldiers. “Yup” he said and we both laughed.
