Born to Die

Chapter One

I was born knowing every last detail of my death; it haunts my dreams and leaves me paralysed. Someone, some unknown man with a knife will come towards me slowly, quietly, barely moving a muscle, almost gliding through the air before he slits my throat without hesitation and watches my blood pour out of me like a waterfall.

Well that's enough to freak anybody out! But I've known this my entire life, I've accepted, dealt with my unavoidable passing... but that doesn't mean the nightmares stop coming, I still think about it all during the day, the idea terrorizing my thoughts as I sleep,..... But there is nothing I can do, in 2 days I will be a rotting corpse lying on a slap waiting to be examined. No one will care, my mother's dead and my father left when I was a baby.

Nobody at school will notice, I'm just the orphan who sits by the tree reading all day,.... Maybe some of my teachers might miss me, there's my French teacher Miss Siette, she always gives me a few French classics to read when I've finished the actual assigned book from class, or there's Mr Maitner, he only arrived last year but I think he likes me considering I'm the only girl in class who doesn't try to sleep with him. But I guess that's it, no one else will take my absence as a shame, Just an inconvenience, you know with all the police being around no one is ever going to be able to sneak out after hours.

The truth is my departure from this planet might not be such a bad thing; my entire life has been nothing but death, a nightmare, an endless pit of falling spirits. I can't just see my death but I can see everybody else's as well; a simple touch and I catch a glimpse of their inevitable death... But it will soon be over; I will finally be at peace.

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I'm in my room trying to fall asleep but never can, I just imagine that man in the hooded black jumper. Will it be quick? I think. It doesn't matter I'll know soon enough. I turn to check my watch, its 4a.m. and I'm exhausted but I know I will regret having wasted such precious time when I wake so I decide to read, Miss Siette gave me a book called Therese Raquin so I dived right in. 3 hours later and I'm almost finished, only a 100 pages left so I will probably be finished before I die. I look around my room and wonder if I should take down some of my torn posters or just wait until one of the schools cleaners take them down. I get up and look over at the picture of my mum and dad lying on my desk, they looked so happy, so in love, I never understood why my father left me, maybe it was just too hard for him to see everything he lost in my mother that was somehow in me. That's the only explanation I can think off.

It's time to get ready for school, classes start at 8a.m. so I head for the bathroom; it's communal so I hope no one is there. It's empty; I gaze into the mirror and despise my reflection, I have the darkest circles under my eyes, you can't even tell they are blue, they almost look grey. My body is as white as a ghost it's almost as if I'm already dead. Then I just roll my eyes. What does it matter how I look? I think. So I just continue getting ready, I brush my long blonde hair, squeeze my cheeks to get a bit of colour and brush my teeth. I still don't feel much better but it will have to do. I go down the hall and head for my first class.

"Hey, Analore right?" a girl a couple of rooms down to me said. "Sarah, my name is Sarah, hi." She put out her hand for me to shake. I was polite but I just smiled; I really did not need to find out how this girl was going to die today, but she didn't seem offended, she just shook it off by waving to another girl.

"Yeah I know, we're in French together." I affirmed. I knew the girl, she always seemed quite nice but I never got the chance to speak to her. I wonder what she wanted.

"Exactly, that's why I wanted to talk to you, have you read that short story we were supposed to read because I have it's just I had no idea what was going on so I thought considering you always get good marks you could explain it to me, over coffee of course, my treat." She asked.