Amelia liked getting fresh daily walks. It got stress of her past out of her system, it got her away from her sister and gave her exercise. She wore her usually baggy punk clothing, her brown hair with red streaks was down and shaggy but she didn't mind it blowing in the wind. She was relaxed and just content. Very few knew what she was, what she could do. Accidents happen, she no longer did school, she stayed away from crowds because every so often her eyes flashed red, her hair would set fire, or her cloths would also spark a flame.
Usually she walked with her sister who was always able to put her out, an ice mutant, and she was fire. Still, the walk was nice. She felt relaxed and really happy today for once as she did her stroll, not really paying attention to the world,
Usually she walked with her sister who was always able to put her out, an ice mutant, and she was fire. Still, the walk was nice. She felt relaxed and really happy today for once as she did her stroll, not really paying attention to the world,