I suddenly felt a burning pain in my hands. Burning pain? Looking at the deformed plastic toy house behind me, I finally understood what was going on.
"Ya! Lina, your hand! "Maybe I’m really a jinx…" Just as I was thinking, my hand was let go. Angie stood up and took two steps back. She looked like she wanted to see my hand but was afraid that she would hurt it again. She wanted to turn around and run away but didn’t want to lose me, the only friend who protected her. How cute ~~
I immediately stood up and ignored my burnt hands. I grabbed her hands again and smiled gently."Angie, I know you’re not a jinx.”
Hearing my words, Angie seemed like she was going to cry again, but in the end, she held it in. She held my hand and ran to her house as fast as she could. She took out the first aid kit and started bandaging me.