What I saw still haunts me. Is it possible I would become normal? Is it possible I would actually make friends? Yes, I am homeschooled. You might wonder how old I am? Fourteen years now. Since birth I have had this power, runs in the family. My brother had it, but when I was born his faded away. I guess that means I will pass on this power to my children. But I can never wish this upon anyone.
This boy... Will I meet him soon? Years from now? It looked as if I hadn't aged in the vision... Of course, my brother hasn't aged in years either. Many questions filtered in my thoughts. I stopped them when I realized how ridiculous I am being.
This future shall happen, and when it does I must accept it. I shudder as the world fades again, and I feel my heart in my throat. That emptiness stretches before me again, and my surroundings fill with fog. I am sitting in an alleyway, crying.
The same boy approaches me. He sits beside me and cups my face, pulling me to face him. I cannot make out the words we exchange, but soon he helps me up and we walk out of my view. The black rushes back to me, and everything fades in again.
My brother enters the room and nods for dinner ready. He prepared Ramon noodles. I slurp it up and grab my coat, I need to be alone for awhile.
"Where are you going?" He calls as I open the door.
"Out for a walk, and don't come." I see his hesitation, reluctance. He must see my desperation because he continues eating.
I put on my coat, hiding my face with the hood. I ran as fast as I can next to the road.
