The unwanted power

Chapter Three

I saw the house in flames I saw the tears on my dads face. I saw the fire truck coming down the street, the smoke all over the place, I saw it all. One of the strangest things I saw was me! I saw my five year old self crying as the doctor who had come was checking up on me. This time I wasn't reliving the memory like normal, it was like I was watching it happen. It all looked the same, everything was exactly like it had been the day it happened. Well everything but my sixteen year old self. And it wasn't just because I was there, it was because I didn't care about all of the people there I didn't care about how the smoke was making it hard to breath, all I cared about was the fire!

The heat was  terrifying, dangerous and somewhat comforting. I wanted to reach out and touch it even though I knew it would burn. It felt like it was calling me! Felt like if I didn't go towards it I would never be compl...No! I didn't need to touch it I needed to walk away from it. But my thoughts were ignored, it was if I was watching a movie I could think what I wanted to but no matter what I couldn't change what The character did.(in this case me) This is not a normal dream! My actual thoughts were interrupted by what my dream self was doing!

I start to walk toward the flames. "I need to feel the flames," I say. My whole body was shaking as I came close enough that I could feel sparks from the fire falling onto my arms and face. I wasn't shaking from fear though , I was faking from excitement!?

I took a step forward, then another each step I took brought me closer to something I needed the one thing I needed to feel complete. I was half way into the flames when i came to notice that, No one tried to stop me, In fact I didn't  think anyone even noticed.

Stop! I yelled in my head stop! You can't go into the fire! It won't strengthen you, it will just kill you! Just like it has killed hundreds of other people, you are no different! My voice was ignored. And I was forced to watch as I took the final step into the flames!

A part of me was expecting to feel weak in the fire, because I knew it was supposed to cause pain. But  I didn't feel pain!  I didn't even feel weak  in fact  I felt strong! It felt like I had found the source of my strength! It feels like nothing I had ever felt before! "I don't ever want to leave" I say to myself.

The longer I stayed in the fire the stronger I felt! I could feel all of my injuries fade away, And when I lifted up my left arm I saw no scars, and I felt no pain! It was as if I had never been burned! I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay there forever! But I knew that I had to leave before the firefighters stopped the fire. Grudgingly I walked out of the fire as slow as I possibly could.  Sadly Before I knew it I was out of the flames and I could feel a part of my strength disappear. Feeling dizzy I walk towards a car so I can lean against it and relax. I wasn't able to relax long because right as I closed my eyes I heard a high pitched scream!

I got up to see what they are screaming about, not seeing anything I go to sit back down,  that's when I saw my reflection and knew why they had screamed! I was on fire! It wasn't my clothes though! It was my arms! Both of which Were covered from wrist to shoulder in bright orange flames!

Before I could process what was happening I woke up!

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Yay! I published another chapter!! I hope you are enjoying this story!
-Annamusic22