Hello. I am Brierly Owens, an average woman. Or so you may think.
Whenever I was born, I was diagnosed with a very rare condition of which no doctor has ever seen before. A strange one that could cause me stress for my whole life.
BANG!
A baby's crying like goats echoes throughout the hallways of the hospital. "This condition is serious! Out of the way, everyone!"
The baby blinks. She didn't know what was happening. She was Brierly Owens.
The baby didn't understand the numbers above everyone's heads. They were clock-like.
The doctor which had delivered her into life's head reads;
0 YEARS
0 MONTHS
0 WEEKS
4 DAYS
2 HOURS
10 MINUTES
0 SECONDS
A baby couldn't understand the numbers counting down.
BANG!
The girl is 10.
"Happy birthday to you..."
Their birthday wishes echo through the house as she watches the fire of the candle.
She never felt a lot of emotions.
"Brierly!! Make a wish!" Her mother says happily.
Brierly briefly smiles before blowing out her candle.
What's the point?
Everyone's gonna die.
She knows when, too.
Could her life get any worse?
BANG!
Now I am here to tell you, I am that girl. I am Brierly Owens. And this is my life. I'm a human deathclock, with one job...
DEATHCOUNT -- CHAPTER I END
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Mystery / ThrillerBrierly Owens had been born with an extremely rare condition in her right eye. This condition shows her any person's time to live through their eyes. She mustn't tell anyone their time, unless she is willing to sacrifice her life to save them. She'd...
