Do you ever feel as if the weight of the world is resting on your shoulders? Or that you've seen something you shouldn't have? Kinda like if you've ever waltzed into your parent's bedroom while they were, "wrestling". That thought might dissipate into your long term memory, but, occasionally, when you look at your mom or your dad you realize, they weren't wrestling. The sinking, disgusted feeling coves you like an ocean wave as your face scrunches and you desperately try to get the scene, that your mind keeps replaying, out of your head. Well I feel like that all the time, and yet I have never seen my parents...wrestling. My name is Amaris Martinez, and I see dead people. Nah, I'm kidding. But I can tell you when, where, and how you will die.
Yup this is how it starts, and yes I did change her peculiarity, because I thought her other one was kinda dumb.
-A Traveler
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Her Grey Eyes
Fanfiction"If I tell you, you'll live in fear of a specific day, but you should live in fear of every moment cause that's what keeps you on your toes." I don't own Miss Peregrine's House for Peculiar Children, but Amaris Martinez is mine.
