December

Challenge: 3...2...1

December 31, 2019

I have a secret power. I can tell exactly when people are going to die just by looking at them. When I look at someone something in my mind tells me the exact amount of years, months, days, minutes, and seconds until their death. I know that it works because I have seen it happen multiple times or my family members would die when my brain said they would. I've known about my power since I was five years old, I found out when I looked at my cat and my mind said that she was going to die in fifteen minutes and fifteen minutes later she got run over.

I can't tell how people are going to die but judging on age I can sometimes tell how intense their death would be. For example, if a twenty-something-year-old has two days left to live they could kill themselves or die some other painful way. If an elder has ten days left then they might just die of old age so it isn't that bad. Of course, I could be wrong about all of this but it is just guessing.

There is something that is bothering me though. About a week ago I was thinking about my time left and a timer popped into my head that said zero years, zero months, seven days, 12 hours, and zero seconds. I got this timer exactly seven days ago at 12:00 pm. If you do the math that means that I will die at 12:00 am on New Years Day. Right now it is 5:00 pm on New Year's Eve. I usually wouldn't be scared because I have come to terms with death but everyone that I look at has the same timer that I do. I don't know if this is because I am just focused on my timer or what but I am starting to get worried.

A couple of hours have passed and I am at my friend's New Year's Eve party, the time reads 7:45 pm. I only have four hours and 15 minutes left to live. I am still having the issues where everyone's clock is the same but I still feel like this is my fault because I can't get my mind off of my time left. How will I die? Will I leave the party early and get into a wreak? Did someone poison my drink? I look down at my drink and shake my head. No, that is just crazy, now I am overreacting about my timer.

The time is now 10:03 pm and all I can think about is my timer. I've stopped talking to people and just sat on the balcony thinking to myself. My friends have come to make sure I am okay but when I look at them to respond the only thing I see is that stupid timer. I am only 26 years old, I cant die now. Can I?

It is now 11:56 pm meaning that I have only four minutes until I am due to die. We are all on the balcony and are waiting for it to become midnight. I want to say goodbye to my friends since I know that I am going to die and they will keep on living. I want to tell everyone how much I love them but I can't because no one knows of my power. It is now 11:58 pm, two minutes until I die. One minute until I die. 40 seconds until I die. 15 seconds until I die. Ten seconds, nine seconds, eight seconds, seven seconds, six seconds, five seconds, four seconds. I feel my friends grab my hand as they count down. Three seconds, two seconds, one second.

I shut my eyes tight and wait for pain but nothing comes. I open my eyes and see everyone staring up at the sky. I don't until why until I look up like everyone else. It takes me a couple of seconds until I see it. A large flying object that seems to be coming right for us. As it gets closer I hug my friends as tears roll down my eyes. This was only supposed to be that dies, not them too! More tears fall out of my eyes as it gets closer and closer. People start to run but I stay still, knowing that there is no way to escape this. The timer said that now is the time that we die so there is no point in running. I take a seat and watch as the object gets closer and closer until everything in my body hurts. Everything hurts so much until everything stops and all I see is black.