All the nerves in my body strung alive. It was as if I was the fireworks on the fourth of July. I didn't even have to kill the beast with my bare hands. Their powers came to me once they were twenty feet away. The continuous fuel of power filled me with excitement. The need to destroy everything became greater. Happy. The only emotion that shook me. Kyleon would never approve. Mom would have given me that stern look.
'Destroying things is bad,' she often scolded.
'Sometimes it's better to forgive, Sabastian, baby,' she said. 'You're such a sweet child. The world just needs to see that and you, it.'
'It's okay to be upset with someone,' she smiled. 'But, it's even more relieving to move on and don't let that hate hold you back. Because if you hate someone so much that they affect the way you act or think, then they have already won and have control over you. You are an amazing boy, Sabastian, no one should be able to have so much power over you.'
