Fire Inside-Chapter 3 I slowly walked down the hallway. This was a lot to take in. I spent my time until five o'clock burning through stationary from the desk in the hallway. I was afraid I was gonna act out at dinner and melt the silverware. I opened the two tall double doors that lead into the dining room. I looked about the room. Tall ceilings, a glass chandelier, pristine white tablecloths laid across a mahogany dining table. Sitting at the table were two boys, a girl, and Gerald. I guessed the girl was Claire, but couldn't tell which boy was John or Rocco. Gerald cleared his throat. "Children, introduce yourselves." The girl stood. "I'm Claire. Water-mutant." I watched, fascinated, as she called to the water in her glass. The water came out in a tall stream, then wiggled into letters in the air. "Nice to meet you." The water letters said. Then she threw her hands up in the air, and the water went with it. The water exploded into tiny white specks as it hit the ceiling. Snow. The snow gently fell all over the room, it was really quite beautiful. Before it hit the ground, though, she whistled and the water flew right back into her cup. "Wow." I said, amazed. She giggled. She must have been about 12. "I've had lots of time to practice." She sat back down just as a boy with curly black hair stood up. "I'm Rocco. Earth- mutant." I noticed that Claire's eyes were blue, the color of the deepest ocean, and that Rocco's were the color of stone. He pulled the small pebbles from the vase on the table into the air, and formed them into a wars raging, children crying, and lots of other sad things. I couldn't take it."Stop! Stop, please!" Rocco looked terrified. He gently placed the rocks back in the vase. I still had tears running down my face."I'm sorry, usually it doesn't take that much of an effect on people." He clenched his jaw and sat back down. "Why did you show me that?" I was breaking heavily from the toll it took on me. "The mural shows a different picture to anyone who sees it." He calmly told me. "Why don't we just eat?" I turned and saw the voice that spoke. John unfolded his napkin and placed it on his lap. "What powers do you have?" I looked deep into the green of his eyes, wondering what they meant. He stood and pulled a beautiful wreath of flowers out of mid-air. It was full of violets and daisies and lilies, my three favorite flowers. He placed the wreath on my head, and whispered,"Plant-Mutant." I smiled for the first time I came to this place. I sat at the table across from Rocco. He still looked ashamed that he showed me that mural. "Why don't you show them your powers?" Gerald looked at me with sad eyes. "Uh, okay." I didn't know how to show my powers without burning the place to the ground. Then, an idea hit me. I concentrated on the characteristics of fire, the temperature, the movement, the light. I felt my inner fire flow through my veins and into my hands. I held two blue fireballs in each hand. I threw one up into the air and quickly made another one. I started to juggle fire! Then I realized I couldn't let them drop or the place would be a goner. So I did the first thing I thought of. I threw them into my mouth and swallowed them. beautiful moving mural in mid-air. I saw

You're Beautiful Okay so people tell you you're fat, ugly, stupid and not good enough. You're probably thinking I'm gonna tell you, "You're amazing the way you are! Don't change for anyone!" But you're wrong. You are fat, ugly, stupid and not good enough. What are you gonna do? Say words don't hurt you? Think about taking you're #life? NO. You prove me wrong. Yeah, that's right. YOU CAN PROVE ME WRONG. People tell you you're fat. Yes, maybe diet and exercise doesn't work for you. But, you can go buy a pretty dress and wear it! You look good in it! People tell you you're ugly. Hug them, you know how bad #life is for the visually impaired. Shallow people are just....ugh. People call you stupid. Go ace the next test. People tell you, "You are not good enough." Yes, you are. You are, really. You really are perfect. You WILL find someone who loves those imperfect perfections. So you might be fat, ugly, stupid, or not good enough. So what? What are they gonna do about it? Prove them wrong. That's all their is to it. Labels are stupid. You are beautiful. Don't forget it.

Fire Inside- Chapter 2 I woke up screaming. A nightmare. I was being engulfed in flames. What scared me even more was that I was still on fire. On the inside burning out. The man burst into my room just in time to see the flames burst from my palms and catch the bed on fire. The fire was the same blue as my eyes. "Oh my God." He whispered from the doorway. I jumped out of the burning bed and the man ran to the bathroom to get a bucket of water. He returned and poured the water all over the bed. "Sorry 'bout that." Wait, did I just speak? "Don't worry. I know what you are. I think it's time for me to tell you what your lessons are about." I looked up at him. "My name is Gerald. Come with me please." I reluctantly followed him down the hallway into a small office. "Sit there, please." I obeyed. Gerald cleared his throat and began. "I adopt mutants. You have just experienced something neither of us can explain. You are a fire mutant. Your training will be about controlling your inner fire. The other kids here are mutants, like yourself. There is Claire, water mutant, John, plant mutant, and Rocco, earth mutant. Their rooms are in the hallway also, past your room." What just happened? I'm a mutant at some weird mutant house? I CAN SHOOT FIRE FROM MY HANDS? That part was pretty cool. Gerald looked at me expectantly. Oh yeah, I was supposed to reply. "Ummmm... I don't know what to say." I stuttered the words out. "It's okay, no one knows what to say at first. Meet me in the dining hall at five o'clock.

Irrational Things That Make Perfect Sense The silence is too loud The dark is too bright I know you're wrong for me, But it feels so right. I'm standing in a crowd But I feel so alone Can anyone save me? Is anyone home? It looks so close Why can't I reach it? If it's truth on your lips, Why don't I believe it?

Fire Inside It all started from a spark. I was...... I don't even know what I was. I wasn't brought into this world from being born from my mother, I don't even think I have a mother, so that was eliminated. Was I just there, like Adam and Eve, who were the first, ever? I don't know how I came into this world, but I can tell you what I did once I was on it. This is my story, and since I already started it, I might as well finish it. • • • • I was walking on the street when I met him. (Like I mentioned before, I have no idea how I got in this world, so I started out walking on a street) I must have looked horrible. Horrible as in, I was six years old (Roughly) and covered in rags. He approached me. "Would you like to come inside?" He had kind eyes. I opened my mouth to speak but, I couldn't speak. Remember I just came into this world. He must have understood that I wanted to go inside because he merely grabbed my hand a led me into his home. • • • • My eyes widened in wonder. I looked around the room, spinning in a circle absorbing in everything I could. I saw a crackling fireplace, a glass chandelier, and a huge grand staircase. I had no idea what these things were, but somehow, when he spoke to me, I understood! "I will teach you to read and write, show you to your room and you shall belong here and only here. Follow me please." I followed him up the staircase and he opened a door to the left of the hallway. He showed me a nice little room, with green walls and a white dresser and a matching wardrobe and bedposts. The quilt spread on the bed was littered with small flowers. "This is to be your room. I hope you like it. Change into your bedclothes and climb into bed. You shall start your lessons in the morning." He closed the door, and I placed a small hand on the handle of the wardrobe. It's contents were simple. A plain white dress, and a pale pink, silk nightgown. I slid on the nightgown ( With some effort) and climbed into the bed, and , feeling very safe, drifted off to sleep.