Prologue

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She was walking down the aile while the groom is waiting for her. Like in the stories, everything is perfect. The song was perfect, its their favorite song after all.

Everyone is looking at her like she was really a goddess from above. Nothing has ever been this happy until this day. She was a bride to the most amazing man and she loved him. She loved him to the point that she gave herself to him.

She was looking at the guest and still has a smile on her lips but when their eyes met. She knew. She knew he wasn't happy.

"what's wrong?" she mouthed

The man looked at her eyes and smiled. The kind of smile that never reaches the eyes. The smile she knew its over. instead of walking towards him she turn around and run towards the door of the church.

And when she reaches the door she turn around and said "I know why. I know that. And be happy."

"The perfect weeding of the century has been cancelled due to the bride running away from the groom it is said that she quoted 'I know why, i know that. And be happy' what would it be? Why would the bride say that? Stay tuned and well be back"

The televised has it. Its all over the news. I knew it. Liked i knew that Mike had an affair with another woman. I knew it has to do with thay woman. The bestfriend of him. I just couldn't understand.

"Welcome to London madam" the flight attendant greeted me when i step out of the london soil.

I hailed a cab to go to the apartment i rented. I know there's a crisis but i just can't. I know I'll be safe here.

I know I'll be safe but i know I'm not this situation i have. It's tiring. But somehow i know I'm going to be dead soon.

"Mom where are you?" i called

"Mom! Dad!" i kept on calling them but it just wont let through

"Ahh"

As i turned around the plane i am inside is burning. The smoke is suffocating everyone. I can't breath

"Mom! Dad!" i called once more. I turned around and everybody is dying and at the back of the seat i was starring they are there. They were breathing heavily.

I run towards them and check. Mom, mom she wasn't breathing anymore. She was more like dead to me. No! No! It cant be. As i looked at my father it's as same as my mother. It cant be. It cant be!

I Can't breath

I rush up sitting. It's all a dream. A dream. Again. I know it already. I stand up getting myself a glass of water and flashes on my mind is like a time bond ticking all and all over again. It never stop.

I stop them but they never listened. I stop them! It's still mhy fault. It has always been my fault! It has to stop.

Hi I am Clair Rośe Young and i have clairvoyant powers

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