I only saw flames, fire, and hazy smoke slowly encircling me. I heard my parents screaming my name and then more voices entered the room, ones vaguely familiar. "Please have mercy, have mercy!" Mother pleaded "She's only a baby, she's done nothing to you!" Screamed Father "Oh the baby has done nothing wrong!" Said the other voice sweetly "It was you who chose your fate today." The voice wasn't sweet anymore "Kill them" she said "and take that baby." Then silence, only the crackling flames circling my crib made any noise. Before I fell through the floor, screaming like my life depended on it. That was the last thing I saw before I awoke from the nightmare I've seen a million times. Reliving my past almost every night. A past I wished was just a dream.