I Love To Look At Fire
I call it that because an accident with fire in my childhood has left me scarred for life. Still, I am mysteriously attracted to flames and I could look at them for hours, listen to their little whispers and cracks, feel the hot touch of the heat they dissipate...
I used to joke around with my mom and say I'm not afraid of it anymore because I have already faced it.. If that were true, that would mean I don't fear my father anymore. I know I shouldn't, I know I have no reason to now, but I still do. Funny enough, they both left me a fair amount of scars to bear, even though some are more visible than others...
I used to joke around with my mom and say I'm not afraid of it anymore because I have already faced it.. If that were true, that would mean I don't fear my father anymore. I know I shouldn't, I know I have no reason to now, but I still do. Funny enough, they both left me a fair amount of scars to bear, even though some are more visible than others...
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