Eric
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I kept running with my hands tucked into my jacket so that I wouldn't touch anyone, and set them on fire like I had done to my sister.

As I moved on I noticed the smell of burning leather when I looked for the source I found the pockets of my jacket smoking, my hands, my hands were causing the fires. I needed to stop it, I needed to get what ever was on my hand off of it.

I found the nearest water fountan and pushed the little girl away from it. With my elbow on the button to start the water, I began to scrub my left hand with the nails of my right hand. I had to get the stuff off, I had to get off the stuff that was causing fires. I kept scrubbing until my right hand was bleeding and then I scrubed harder. As much as the pain hurt, seeing the look on Darhe'ela's face from the fire that my hand had caused was worce. I kept scrubbing, and scrubbing yet I knew it was still there, what ever it was it was still there. Eventually I crumbled down next to the water fountan, holding my bleeding hand.

"It's still there, get it off" I begged as tears rolled down my cheek. "Get it off"