The pain was…unbearable. That was the only word I could think of at that moment considering that I was on fire. Every flame engulfed me. I heard the crackling of my skin; I could smell my burning flash. I could see nothing but smoke. The most prominent thing I heard was my own screams. For the most part I tried to keep silent, but the pain was just too much. I let our scream after scream, begging for the pain to go away. But I chose my spot well-no one was coming to get me.
This is what it must feel like to change. I never felt the burning before, since I was born into this life, but I heard stories, pictured it, tried to relive it in my mind, but this was the real thing. Except instead of getting a new life of immortality, I was ending it, I didn't know where I would go once I died, but
