Gifted or cursed?

My end or my beginning

       Staring at myself in the mirror I studied my unusual strawberry blond hair and ice cold eyes. I've never seen anyone with the same colored eyes as me not even in my family. My body tall and thin, my skin so pale it made my mother worry. I don't usually care what I look like but today I feel strange, I feel sick like something bad is going to happen.                     
       I here my brother call for me " Ember get down stairs if you want a birthday cake mom says you need to run to the store!". I look out my bedroom door and then back to the mirror one last time. I start to walk downstairs when I get this feeling of fear, something telling me I shouldn't leave, but I ignore it and keep going. I see my mother looking in the fridge when I come down; she notices me and looks my way " There's nothing to eat I need you to run to the grocery store please and take out the trash while you're heading out". Feeling nauseous I give her a quick nod and walk to the sink for some water.
       In the store I felt awkward I didn't understand why though. Maybe it's because today is my birthday but that makes no sense, all I know is that I don't want these feelings to ruin my birthday; so I shake my head as if I'm shaking the feelings off of me. I should be happy and excited I'm fifteen now. I Finnish grabbing everything I need and head for the checkout lane. As I stand in line I get the same strange feeling and again I ignore it, I grab my groceries and start to head down the street.
       I begin to day dream when I hear a car honk at someone. I look to my left and I realize a car is racing towards me I drop everything, put my hands out in front of me and squeeze my eyes shut. Next thing I knew there was this heat like fire burning my skin and I hear the people around me scream. When I open my eyes I feel fine I had no burn marks and not a scratch on me, the car had burn marks though and had a huge dent in the front. I stare at the tire tracks on the road and think how am I still here. A mother grabs her kids and screams "what  the hell are you!". I look down at my hands in disbelief ; did I do that, no that's impossible. I look up to see everyone staring at me in astonishment, I look back down at my hands and run for home.
       I run inside and slam the door as I turn around I see my mom look up at me in confusion; I act as if she isn't there and I run to my bedroom. I lay there on my bed with the door shut listening to my mom begin to walk up the stairs. "Ember what happened and where are the groceries I asked you to get for me". "Please just leave me alone" I say barely loud enough for her to hear. She says nothing and just walks away. Suddenly I begin to feel tired so I curl up into a ball and fall asleep to the sounds of the trees blowing in the wind.
When I wake up the first thing I notice is the smell, like something's burning and it's hot, really hot. I look and see fire everywhere, there was no where to run. I head for the window when I think of my mom, dad and little brother. I can't leave them they're the only family I have, I'll have to find another way out. I slowly walk close to the fire hoping to find another way to escape. I creep up to the fire I notice that the flames have started to separate, making a path for me to walk; I stand in shock and watch the flames create a clear path to my parents and brothers room. I inch towards the path slowly, fearful that it might disappear.
I try to quickly but carefully walk on the path; as I walk towards my mothers room I begin to see someone's foot lying on the bed. I start to speed up and when I turn the corner I see her. She's dead still no sign of life left and even though I knew she was dead I run over to check her pulse, I feel nothing but the pain and fear welling up inside me and the tears evaporating the second they leave my eyes.
I sit there with my mother and I know I should get out the house but I can't. My legs just won't move and even if they did I don't want to leave. I hear my dad scream " Ember, Lucas, Lora wear are you, are you okay!". " Dad, help mom something's wrong with her!". My dad rushes in not even noticing the perfect path the flames have made; he slams down on his knees to check her pulse and with an already regretful expression looks up at me and says "We need to go". He grabs me and pulls me along with him as he starts to walks out the room and down the stairs. We reach the kitchen, he gives me one last nudge towards the door "Go to the other side of the road and don't come back inside no matter what you hear". " You aren't coming?", I say with a fearful expression. He looks at me with pain in his eyes "I have to get your brother out of the house". I walk towards the door and when I reach it I give one last look to my father from over the shoulder.
It felt like an eternity waiting, listening, and watching for anyone inside the house to walk out that door. Waiting for them I get the same sick feeling from earlier but this time I don't ignore it, I run for the house and I notice that my path has disappeared. There's no way out, they must be trapped. Unafraid I run into the flames and they once again make a path for me. I'm going up the stairs when I see my father trapped under a piece of wood and my brother either passed out or dead on the floor. My dad sees me "what are you doing here, I told you not to come back!". I run towards him "I can't sit there and watch you die!". I try to lift the wood but I'm too weak, my dad touches my hand "get your brother out of here and wait for the fire truck". I look at my brother and then back to my dad "but what about you?". For the first time in my life I see nothing but pain and fear in my fathers eyes "don't you worry about me, now go on get out of here!". I know I can't help my father so I walk towards my brother with nothing but regret. I pick up my brother and begin to slowly walk down the stairs, I look at my father for the last time and whisper " I love you".