Running. The wind howled while the branches of trees whip out at me. Faster. I push my legs to go faster, stumbling over rocks and sticks. The pull. I can feel it, pulling me to the one place I dreaded the most. Slipping and falling. I'm covered in scrapes and bruises. Rain. It has started to rain and I'm all most there, I slip in the mud yet I keep going. Closer. I'm getting closer, the pull almost hurts. The wind stops howling, the rain calms down into a light drizzle. I walk to the edge off the forest, knowing I'm there. Slowing down and go past the trees, I can feel al the memories come back. It hurts so much. The pain. Changing my stride to a walk, i go to the middle of the clearing and collapse into a vulnerable ball. Memories wash over me like a giant wave, over and over again. The fire, the blood ,the pleas and cries for me to stop. I couldn't control it, I didn't mean to. Warm, salty water flows down my face. " I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO IT!!", I sobbed out. Ashes surround me, "I'm sorry Alec, mom, and dad. I miss you so much," I whispered. Its not my fault I'm cursed to control fire. That I was too young to know how to control and that anger provokes and fuels it. Like I said I am forever cursed with this power. Forever haunted with those memories of killing my own family. " I love you Alec, I'm sorry you will never live past 14, never be able to drive a car, or graduate and have your own family. I'm sorry…"

Roses, Violets, Hearts

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Summer is warm
And your heart is too

Yet the roses are dead
And the violets are frozen
The air has turn chilling
And my heart is now broken