I grew up as a orphan. I always wanted to know who my real father was I was adopted at the age of 5. After 3 years of pampering my parents got tired of having me so on the 4th of july when I was sleeping after a day of fun my parents lit my bed on fire and tied me to it. I woke up once the flames reached my hands. I screamed for my parents but when they came they had evil grins on there faces. I asked for their help but all they did was laugh. Once the flames engulfed me I realized that I didn't feel anything. Once the blood stained ropes had ben reduced to ashes I walked out of my room still on fire and went on a search for my so called parents I found them at the police station putting up a search warent for me and once I walked in my dad said "oh my god thank god we found her." I walked up to him and created a blazing inferno in my hand and set I'm on fire along with my mother and then said "so how do you like being burned while listening to there screaming. From that point on I have trained my fire skills and am now 18 so it has ben 10 years sence that incedent and now am in search of my real dad.
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