A young boy is about to enter puberty but finds out the changes are not like other boys experience. He slowly finds out how he originated and what this meant for him now.Can he accept this and can he forgive?

She screamed as the flames licked her skin like a hungry animal 

Some people were throwing in paper

Some people were pouring on gasoline

Others walked by holding fans and buckets of water

Help me help me

They didn't stop, didn't acknowledge

Why she thought, why aren't they helping

Why are they just watching me burn?