From that day forward I would brake into peoples houses steal there lighters or matches then burn down there house. It was a simple way of killing but I LOVED IT watching them scream in pain as there flesh Burns and bubbles scorched in flame and waiting until I can see there bones. My hair stayed on fire well... My hair burnded away and now is fire. I've gained a weird biker look when I was in someone's house I found a leather jacket and kept it. When I looked In The mirror to see how I looked I noticed my eyes didn't have pupils or color or anything just A flame burning. I also noticed that I had burnt marks in random places I must not feel it but it still does a but damage to me I thought. The best part is no one has A clue who I am they all think I've died I'm unidentified.
