The Future in a Flash

Prologue

I woke up to a bright light and white walls. I tried to sit up but pain enveloped me.
"Shh sweetie lay down your okay." Suddenly there was a nurse hovering over me.
"Where's Brooke and Conner?" I asked, frantic.
She gave me a sad look.
"Are my friends okay?" I asked, more forcefully.
"I'll get the doctor for you." She said.
"Okay." I said closing my eyes and waiting for the doctor. A few minutes later my doctor came in along with my mom and sister. They immediately came and enveloped me in a hug.
"Chandler, right?" My doctor asked.
My mom answered for me, like I was six again, getting my tonsils out. I just nodded.
"What happened to my friends?" I asked for what felt like the millionth time.
"Your friend Conner got hit pretty hard. He didn't make it. You and your friend Brooke are very luck to be alive." He said.
"What condition is she in." I asked, my voice hoarse.
"She was discharged yesterday."
"How long have I been out?"
This time my mom answered. "A week."
Then, seeing that I wanted to be alone, they all shuffled out, leaving me to cry. Why did this happen, why Conner, why not me? These questions haunted me for the past year.
* * *
I was sitting in Jitters with Brooke. I had abandoned our plans to live together after school and now I'm sitting here listening to Brooke talk about Tyler, and how great her life was after school. She moved in with Tyler and I moved back home. Moving back home brought back what I thought college had diminished.
Since I was thirteen years old I had really bad dreams. They showed me horrible things, like terrorist attacks, murders and other bad stuff. Sooner or later it would show up in the news. I had almost completely forgotten about them, and now they're worse. I've been getting them during the day too. So, I did what I did in high school. I just smile and nod.
Brooke talked until Tyler texted that he was outside. When she got up to leave and wrapped me in a hug.
"Chandler, you gotta move on. It's what Conner would have wanted." She said.
And with a swish of blonde hair, my friend was gone, leaving me alone in Jitters.
* * *
When I got home I took a hot shower and went to my room to avoid everyone. I opened my laptop and clicked on my internet tab. Facebook popped up. I hadn't bothered to check it since all I got were "I'm sorry" messages. I glanced at my profile picture and tears welled up in my eyes. The picture was of me Conner, and Brooke with crazy looks on our faces. I couldn't take Facebook anymore so I deleted my account. I closed my laptop when I froze.
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I was laying on the ground. A man surrounded by lightning was walking towards me.
"It wasn't supposed to be you!" He yelled. "You aren't special. You're going to grow up and become fortune teller at the county fair."
Another man, in a red suit, appeared. "Don't listen to him Chandler! I believe in you!"
"What if he's right?" I heard myself yell.
"Of corse I'm right! I am the future! I decide. Your friend Conner was supposed to live, not you and now I'm going to set things right."
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This one was so vivid, and realistic I passed out.