The Outcast

We walked to the top of the double stair case, looking down on everyone. I took a deep breath as my father introduced me, but I wasn't listening. I repeated the steps in my head and realized that I was really nervous.

I heard my cue and began to think of things that make me angry. I took short breathes and I felt my bones start to shift. I let the anger consume me, and it grew stronger and stronger until I heard screams and cries.

I found control and looked around. Everyone was running and screaming. I turned around to a mirror and saw something strange.

A fox. A petite fox, on fire. I didn't feel warm or a burning sensation. I calmed my anger and the fire went out and I was left with a fox staring back at me.

I tried to calm everyone but they ran for their life when they saw me. I ran into my room and shifted back and dressed into my shorts and tshirt. I cried and realized how much of a freak I am.