Entry#15: 8-11-14

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My Prophecy.

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Today, I heard a well known actor has committed suicide. It's a shame, and I wish I could have helped him. Like... I wish I could have prevented David's dog's death by one more year. Or stopped John's accident.

This, in an unfortunate and horrifying way... Is not a surprise for me.

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In the beginning of 2014, I started having "daydream" nightmares. Of my father dying. Or even me dying. Then.. John died May 19th. It was a great shock.

Shortly after, David's dog died.

Now, an actor committed suicide.

You may ask where I'm headed with this. Well, in my beliefs, not only can I connect with ghosts and spirits, not only am I an old soul, but I believe that I'm starting to harness the ability to predict. And more specifically... Death.

Readers... I have a great prediction. That 2014 is the year of death. I truly believe it.

A few weeks ago, I started having dreams. The first dream, my mother died. The second dream, David died. The third day, my dad died. The fourth day, my whole family was slaughtered.

Every single day I see, I daydream, my mother... making that dreadful decision. Us on the phone, and me witnessing the same as my mother. The phone rumble, and fall silent, as she hits the same tree as John. I hear my voice in a blood curling scream. I feel the panic.

Right before John died, I saw my father in the hospital, and I had seen myself trying to cope with his death. I felt myself cry endlessly, to the point where I would cry in real life.

I'm not trying to scare anyone, honestly. I just truly believe that the world population will go down drastically due to the amount of deaths within the next year.

This "prophecy" has been rolling around in my head. It's driving me nuts. Seeing both parents die. Seeing the love of my life die. Seeing my friends and family die. I've seen and dreamt it all. It's terrifying. I can't deal with so much death.... John's actual death is more than enough. It's so scary.

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It's so scary here, sitting in the dark, alone, with these vivid images of death haunting me.

It's so scary.

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[Death is nothing to Smile about]

~Sharpie

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