My name is flame. My mother named me flame because of my "power." I was living life like any normal kid then the accident happened. When I was just five years old my mother sent me to preschool like any other kid. Untill a bully was picking on me I warned him not to but he did any ways. I got so frustrated I just blew up. My powers built up so much I burnt the kids face the impact threw him to the ground. When he stood up he started to yell and scream saying "freak he has powers." My teacher came over to us and looked at his face and moved him away. Then she tried to pull me closer too her I didnt want to hurt her too so I ran all the way home. I told my mother what happened and she made me move in with my dad so they wouldn't find me. Now I am 18 and I have been able to control my powers since that horrible day.
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fire
Фэнтезиabout a boy who has the ability to set fire to things but has to be in a special group with other people with other powers
