Horror Not: Fire

Warning: Parental Guidance!!! In fact... not for anyone. Unhealthy Reading here!!!

@@I warned you@@

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The people outside shouted.

"Someone's still inside!" A lady saw me and screamed at the top of her lungs.

My vision blurred as the grey smoke filled my already exhausted lungs. I knew, it was sooner or later.

I closed my eyes as my body fell onto the hard cement.

"Zher..." I heard my name but I couldn't control my speech to reply that voice. In fact, I couldn't even move my limbs.

"Zher... Please wake up..." I knew that voice.

"Please, wake up Zher..." The voice sobbed.

You're sad huh?

You're sad seeing your son here? Mother? Are you really that full of heart? Wasn't your heart made of diamonds? O... wait, no, you don't even have a heart.

Have you ever shed a tear when you hit me? Have you? For the countless times that you hit me? Until I bled? Until I collapse in front of you?

You don't even know the times when I had to heal my own wounds. You don't even realize the countless times I had to hide my injuries.

The neighbors, the people in school... they all looked at me, and gave me a label. Do you know? I am known as the devil. The one that does all the wrongs. The one that you tried to "save" through punishments.

I'll share a secret with you.

I started that fire. That fire that burned down the house. The fire that brought me here.

Being "punished" by you, as they say. I want out. I want to be free. Yet, even inhaling those smoke... that burned my lungs... couldn't bring me out of this life, away from you.

I am... stuck with you again.