2 years after my father had passed I started getting major heart burns and headaches so I asked my mother to take me to the hospital but she refused. I did not know why?
I asked her why and she replied "I was going to tell you when you turned 13 but might as well now." "What mom?" I asked. Magically a frown grew on her face. "You my boy are cursed!" she said while tears trickled down her cheeks. I shot her a look of confusion "what do you mean." I asked.
"The reason you have heart burns and we can't take you to the hospital is because they will put out the flames." mom said as her tears grew larger and larger every word. "Flames w..w..what flames?" I asked very concerned about the answer. "Your heart is...pure fire and now that you know we need to go to Wentworth to train you!" mom declared sounding very enthusiastic. "T..t..t..train me? For what!?" I don't remember much about the rest of that conversation, all I can remember is what she told me to remember...
The flame will burn.
Table's will turn.
And all you learn.
Will concern you.
But control it within.
Don't let the skin.
Catch flame.
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Heart of flame ( on hold)
Teen FictionA young boy born with palms of flame's has to realize his true potential as a hero.
