Alone

Backstory

        I could have been normal. If I was anyone else I would BE normal. But I had to be different. I was born on April 6, 2033. My parents WERE April and Josh.
        The thing is that I am the opposite of normal. My parents died two days after I was born. I touched their hands and they went up in flames. No one got there in time. My fault is that if I touch anyone they go up in flames.
         You may say what happened after that. Well my aunt Caroline took me in. She made rules.
       1. Do not touch furniture
       2.  Do not go near Charlie and Elisa
       3. Stay in room
       4. Finish homework before dinner
       5. Do not touch me or my family
         It was terrifying. I grew up in my room. One simple room. A bed with perfect bedding, a small desk with 2 pencils and an eraser, and a closet with four drawers. Then there was a small bathroom. One toilet, a small sink, and a shower/tub. I kept everything nice and neat. After I woke up, I would make the bed. After two or three days, I would wash my clothes. I vacuumed every other day and would organize my empty desk. I showered every day to make up time. I was often bored.
        I never had any books. Caroline feared it would start a fire. When I turned eight my aunt started sending in textbooks for my education though.
        My hair was BLAZING red. It was more red than fire. Although my hair was gorgeous my skin was ghostly pail because I was always in my room. My aunt bought me new clothes every birthday. I never owned any shoes.
         My aunt never knew but Elisa visited when my aunt was gone. We would chat but Caroline always left the door locked. One night when I was sleeping, Elisa died suddenly from cancer that was undetected. My best friend was gone. My aunt forgot to feed me for three days.
          When I turned 15, I was allowed to attend high school. I enjoyed it though no one would talk to me. Eventually, Sam became my friend. He trusted me more than anyone in the world. That was when things changed.