I've always considered myself the Avatar out of all the people I know. My reasons are for me, I'm not going to fight with people about it.
Last night I had a dream that I was the avatar from the earth kingdom, Stephen, Jenki, and Josh were part of my team all specialized in different styles of fighting. We were working for some kind of military unit as the last resort. We get called into this strange house where our help is needed. We get in there and we head our separate ways, I head in the back were a volcano had erupted and I was trying to save them but my bending wouldn't work. The magma was coming and consuming my legs. The pain could not be explained but I wasn't getting hurt. I started chanting that I loved the fire and pain went away as the lava swallowed me whole. The flow eventually stopped and I went to the living room where more lava was seeping in. There happened to be a lake outside so i started to water bend the water into the house. My magma shell broke as the worked my body but the water wouldn't move. I resumed my chanting but with water now and was able to conger small waves into the house. It was no where near enough and fire started to take over the house I was failing. I'm letting everyone down. I start t cry as the screams of my friends echo though out the building. There is nothing I can do. Josh is gone. Jenki is gone. Stephen tries to protect me but he can't withstand the heat any longer and goes down as well. I can't save them. I can't save myself. A wave of flames wash over me and I wake up.
Even though it was a dream, I still feel guilty.
