things arn't always as they seem

Im sophia. Im 15. I look like an ordinary girl on the outside. But im not. I have secrets that i cant reveal. I dont even want to think of the consequences. It all stared when i had just turned 7. Thats when my life changed. For the worst.

I had turned 7 only the week before, my father hadn't been well and we spent the day and that week in the hospital. We were told he had a 1/10 chance in surviving, my mother didnt tell me but I overheard and I knew exactly what it meant. the following night my mother got a call from the hospital, she broke down in tears and couldn't speak, she rung my auntie and she was round here within 5 minutes. "mummy where you going" i whispered to her as she held me close "mummy wont be long, be good for auntie Paula and remember me and daddy love you so much" she let go of me and walked outside and got in the car.

She was away for the rest of the night, I remember sitting watching movies with my auntie, I didnt really watch them as i couldn't stop thinking where she was, what she was doing? why had she left me? how long was she going to be? what had she meant when she said that too me?.... all these thoughts were swirling around in my head. I thought about it so much i fell asleep.

I woke up with a fright, I screamed and the tears started to flow down my cheeks faster than when I had woke up. My auntie came running in, "whats wrong? are you ok?" she said with such panic in her voice, she hugged me so tight for about 5 minutes, after she let me go i told her what was wrong.

But I didnt quite undertand myself, to come to think of it, I was you I said what i thought i saw but now I know there was a much deeper meaning to it. I remember it all so clearly, the screams, bangs, lights glowing everywhere, but somehow I was alone, trapped in a place i knew but couldn't exctly picture, then it all went dark, I heard footsteps and voices, but they didnt frighten me, I recognised them, soothing and caring, and then they changed, they screamed in pain and I felt it, the more they screamed the more I hurt untill i just couldnt take it. And I gave up.

Back then I thought of it as a nightmare, but that was before all this, before I knew what i was caipable of, and now I can see the true meaning. It was the death of those I love. I feel the pain of those I love and see the devistation that is to come. Im a visonary.