A Touch Of Fire

"I can't take it any more! She is a MENACE, A devil spun!" hollered Ms. Olivia. I sank lower into my shoes, dangerously close to tears.

"Now calm down Olivia" said daddy as if telling her not in front of the Alice.

"Third degree burns! Third degree burns!!" she bellowed throwing her arm around where a burn the shape of a handsprint was. "I have been a nanny for thirteen years and have never met such a child! I am a woman of god Mr. O'Leary! I QUIT!" She said running upstairs to get her bags. As daddy rushed after Ms. Olivia, mommy sat on the floor next to me holding me in a tight hug.

"It was an accident" I mumbled tears falling from my eyes.

"Shh, I know baby girl" She said running her hands through my chocolate brown hair.

"Sh-she pulled my hair when I wo-wouldn't put away my toys and th-then I go-got mad" I began weeping into her blouse "Then I to-touched her and-and-and" I couldn't finish. I didn't even know what happened either. Mum pulled me up, making me face her.

"It's not your fault baby. It my fault, It's all my fault." She said shaking her head.

"Mommy?" but it was too late. She began to fade away. More and more until she was only a shadow. A memory. "Mommy!!" I shrieked "Daddy, Mommy!!!" The floor under me began to crumble until I was falling to a dark hole. Not able to move, not able to breathe. I screamed

I woke up, falling of my bed. This was the sixth time this week. The same dream over and over. Of course no one ever bothered to check on me when me considering all the screaming. Dad was probably at work, and the maids could care less. I stretched. Same story. Different Day. I got up and slipped into my fuzzy slippers. It was 7 am; the maids were probably still sleeping. I tiptoed down the hallway and down the stairs. Finally, a breakfast where I wouldn't have the maids down I throat about how I was eating. The kitchen was empty.

"Sneaking around I see?"

I whipped around to see Matty.

"Omigod you jerk! You scared the crap out of me" I scream whispered. Then I realized "How did you get in?" I asked. He gave me an almost smile that still made my heart do a flip flop.

"You guys really should leave your windows locked" he said, helping himself to an apple. "Nice Pj's" I looked down at my booty shorts and tanks top and gasped grabbing the dish towel. My cheeks turned bright red as I covered myself. He laughed and ruffled my hair. I frowned, I hated when acted as if I was a child.

"You know you're only a year older than me Matty. You could stop treating me like a kid" I pouted in spite herself.

"I don't treat you like a kid, Alice" he said, His voice softening. And that's all it took for me to melt. Ugh stupid crush. I wave, beginning to walk away

"Where are you going?" He asked

"Too get changed! You might not care if I'm half naked but I do" I ran back to her room and walked to the mirror. I frowned. I did look like a kid. Short, about 5'1 I looked like a gnome next to Matty. My Chocolate brown hair fell to her chest and my bands were chopped at my eyebrows. I was pretty flat and my fuzzy pink flippers didn't help either. I only liked my eyes wide doe eyes that shown a yellowish orange almost like...I wouldn't let myself think the f word. Not now. I ripped my eyes away from my reflection and ran to change. I admit, I did take a bit longer then I should've in the bathroom but I had to redeem myself after the PJ incident. I put on my best pair of butt jeans and an orange shirt that brought out my eyes. I ran downstairs only to find the maids cooking away in the kitchen.

"Um guys, was Matty here?" They turned to me as if my presence annoyed them.

"We made Matthew leave, Hun. Your father called yesterday, seems like he doesn't want you hanging out with him anymore" She sneered. I filled with rage. The maids always hated matt after the crayon incident when they were 8 & Dad? What the hell was his problem? I hate him! He's never car-

The dish towel caught on fire. Everyone stared at me in complete horror

"...gotta go, Bye!" I grabbed my bag running out. I had promised myself I would never hurt anyone else again. Not after Mom