Chapter Thirteen

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I walk inside and run over to my room and close the door. Laying down on my bed I let the tears fall. Why did this happen to me? Why couldn't it of been someone else?! I'm probably the only person In the world who hates fire, and I'm the only person In the world who has the power to control it!

"This isn't fair!" I shout. All of the sudden i don't feel sad anymore, I feel mad, why should I have to deal with all of this? I don't want this power and I don't want to have to learn how to control it. So I'm not going to. I am going to get rid of it!

"But how do I get rid of it? I don't even know how I got it." I say aloud, more anger rushes trough me, this whole situation is impossible and I don't want to have to deal with it. I can feel my face turning red and my heart is pounding, and before i know ow what's happening my hands are covered in flames.

All of the anger immediately leaves and is replaced with panic. I shake my hands trying to put out the fire but it doesn't work! Fear is building up. How do I make it stop? "Help!" I say, as I run out of my bed room and to the bathroom, I go to turn the water in but realize I can't because my hands are on fire.

"What do I do! Somebody please help." I say in a whisper knowing that no one is here to help me. I run over to the kitchen hoping that some kind of water or something would Be out. Nothing there nothing at all. I'm stuck with my hands on fire. After standing in the middle of a kitchen for a minute I give up on not trying to burn things and go to the sink.

I close my eyes and put my hand on the faucet, once I hear the water running I open my eyes and put my hands in the water. "Ouch!" I yell, taking my hands out of the water. Thankfully my hands aren't on fire but they are bright red and they hurt!

They probably hurt because they were on fire for more then Five minutes. That's the only way I could've hurt my hands. Right?

Ignoring the pain in my hands I go back to my room and lay back in bed. The fear, anger, pain, and sadness all returning at once. I'm not going to just let this happen all of the time. I Am going to get rid of this power and to do that I have to know how I got it! So that's going to be my first step.

Even though it so only 5:00 pm, I push all of my thoughts a side, close my eyes, and go to sleep.

I wake up and open my eyes, it still dark out so it's ether super early in the morning or still late at night. My stomach growls in hunger, I haven't eaten since breakfrest last morning. I hop out of bed and head to the kitchen, checking the clock, I frown. It's already 2:00 in the morning. I slept for a lot longer then anticipated.

Turning on the lights, I grab a bowl and pour my self some cereal, sit down at the table and begin to eat. Thoughts of yesterday flood my mind. I need to figure out how I got this power, so I can get rid of it.

"Let's start form the beginning" I say to myself. The first time I used this was when I almost drown, according to Devan I used it to fly out of the water and save my life. The second time I used it I boiled a pool. The third time was when Devan was trying to teach me how to control it. The fourth and last time I plan on using it was yesterday when my hands lit up.

So to me it seems that I got this power form water maybe? Cause it didn't start until I jumped into the ocean that one day. Does this mean that I have to stop swimming? No it can't be the water how would I get fire powers from water?

"Ughhh! I hate this!" I scream loudly. I just want everything to go back to normal. I don't know how I got it so I don't know how I am going to get rid of it.

Will learning how to control it help me learn how to get rid of it? Is there even a way to get rid of it? I don't understand all of this. I wish that I knew more about what this power is and what it does, and why I have it. Right now I feel like the only way I can learn is to start using it.

But the thought of making fire on purpose and having fire on me. It scares me more then I can explain. Knowing that If I mess up and hit something that burns easily, I could be the one who causes a huge fire that could injure people. And there's a chance it might even kill people.

I also keep thinking that if I'm not able to control it it might just come out at random times and do the same thing. I feel like it's better for me to learn how to control it. I am going to learn how to control it! It's going to be hard and I'm going to hate it. But I have to do it, otherwise people that I love could get hurt and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

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Hey, sorry it took me so lo to update. I got stuck with writers block and it was so hard to write. Thankfully I have lots of ideas now and will update once a week. Thank you so much so much for reading my book!
-Annamusic22

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