By Grace

I've Just Seen a Face

My life, my life was different to say the least. Ever since I can remember I have been different, but not in a good way. As if there was a good way. I have the power to be able to look at someones face, be it profile or full on and see their future. I couldn't control what I could see it could be when they are old and wrinkly or even 5 minutes into their future. Because of this power it made my life very difficult to live. I learned to keep my distance from people because making a friend when you're 5 and then having to see all the things that happen to them years later is quite hard. Even seeing the future of my parents.

When I was 10 I saw the grusome end that was coming to my mother. I had tried to change the future but somethings you cannot change. As it left my mind her death came 2 years later. In that moment my mind flashed back to what I saw when I was 10 and merely forgot about it. I made a vow to never get close to anyone again and thats exactly what I did.

I believed that this was a curse brought upon me, my life as Grace Phillips was merely a significance to the world. I would only cause myself pain by getting close to people my mother being an example for that. After her death my father and I barely talked we both just seemed to wander through each others lives, it was best this way. There were times when we would have questions, well he would just ask me about school and friends and if I was ok, I made sure to keep to one word answers. I love my father and I couldn't bare to even look to see what his future would behold. I couldn't look in his eyes and tell him I'm fine and that I love him. That was one of the worst parts of this curse. How could I?

Flash forward to my second year in highschool, and I became what I wanted. I was invisible, unwanted and able to keep clear of the dreadful things that I could see through a single persons eyes. This was me, and I belived nothing would change that. Of course that only lasted till i met him. Frank.

It happened so quickly that I didn't know what to think at first. I had been able to avoid people for so long but something drew me to look at him just once, and it only took one look to make me realize it.

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I had started my 11th year of highschool as every other year, with my head down. I had built my image around this, I would wear comfy pants and large sweaters, I had grow my hair long so that it would dangle infront of my face so i could block faces, it was a dark brown and naturally wavy. Usually I would wear baseball caps to help with not seeing faces. There was always a person or two that would try to talk to me and make friends but I kept away. I would just have to pull my headphones over my ears and they would eventually get the hint. It made me feel terrible to be so cruel but I had to, I had no choice.

With the experience of last year I was able to find some comfortable places away from people. I had found a broken down school bus in the auto garage that they had given up on, so I would stay there. I loved the sound of them working on the cars, the powertools and all the shouting and laughing between friends. I would fantasize what it would be like to be apart of them.

To keep myself busy, ever since I decided to be an introvert I took up drawing. I would keep my mind busy and my head down which was perfect. I would hide in the school bus with my sketch pad and listen to the people getting busy with work, this was my routine for a while until it was disrupted.

My classes had been going prety well, in order for me to just blend in i had to keep my marks up. I would spend my nights studying, watching movies, or sketching. When I was called on by the teacher I would be able to answer with no problem and keep my head down. There is nothing worse then accidently looking at your teacher and see them getting it on with someone. ew. I made sure to avoid that happening again. of course sometimes I would catch peoples glances and I could handle the normal stuff like people getting married or a vision of them with kids. it was just the wacked out stuff that I would get sometimes. Like the time I accidently caught eyes with someone from my math class and saw him jaking off to one of the prettier girls in the class. NEVER AGAIN!

  Days passed by like this and I began to get comfortable in my life and my corner in the school bus. It was that day in late November that would change everything.