The Beginning

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"I can't do it Misha."

"Yes you can, just concentrate."

I closed my eyes.

"Focus. Bring your anger out."

"Think of all those things that the people you use to call parents and friends did to you."

All I could see was white and thinking about those imbecilic people only added red and made me even more committed to my feelings.

Abomination

Liability

Sinister

Sorceress

All directed towards me.

Consuming me.

Their hatred, their anger, their shame, their tolerance.

Breaking me into shards that could cut deeper than lies.

Using the last bit of power in me, I gave it my one last shot and forced out of me.

A short gasp made me open me eyes and there it was, dancing all of its sorrows, memories and dreams away, sitting on my hand. A bright orange with hues of yellow n white, small orb of fire.

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