I was only five when my parents died but i didn't know something...I was the one who killed them.
When I was five I was born with a special power which I was told to keep secret because people would think I was a monster and wanna hurt me and boy they were right but also wrong...
instead I hurt them. I was sleeping one night in my bed when I smelt a burning odor .
I woke up and saw my desk on fire that was next to my bed, I screamed as the fire spread to the curtains and over to my parents room, they try to open the door but they were blocked by fire.
They scream and plead me to run so i bolted out the my bedroom and run down the stairs.
I open the door tripping and hoping my parents would get out safe, I ran to the neighbors and banged on the door, my eyes filled with tears.
The neighbors open the door, I point to the house yelling "Fire fire!", they call the fire department as quickly as they can. I wake up in bed sweating as if i myself was on fire but..
it was all a flashback .