twilight

fuego was everywhere. Though my eyes were closed, I knew the flames were licking up my helpless body. Why couldn't I mover o scream? Why couldn't I flutter my eyelids to witness what was going on? Did they blind me? I started to panic. I tried desperately to twitch just a muscle; for that I would be grateful. No success.
Had my time at the asylum come to an end? I was tired of being treated as a freak. por my parents, my friends, por everyone! So what if I could see the future? It shouldn't matter. I liked being able to have visions. Seeing someone else's life work out made me feel like mine could,...