Meant to Be

Meant to Be

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Precognition. This is what Luna can feel. It’s the power to see the future; whether it is her future or someone else’s. However… She cannot control it… It is unpredictable. It comes with just the slightest skin contact, and it doesn’t matter where or who she touched, for that familiar dizziness may come to her, freezing her in place as she is mentally transported into the future. It can takes minutes, it can take an hour, it can take long enough that people will stare and think of calling 911. That is what made her hide herself from the rest of society, and what made her keep to the shadows of her home in Georgia her entire life. It didn’t help when her father and younger sister died. Following the tragic family deaths, her mother was in a state of shock for five years straight before suddenly announcing they were moving away. Now, Luna is living in sunny California. Meant to be… Something good and something bad… It had been the vision she had received before the sudden move… But what will happen? Was the something good the boy she just met? Is he the good thing that was to happen? If so, then what was the bad thing? Luna will try to avoid this subject, but as the days grow windier and the sky grows darker, Luna needs to find out what is coming for her before it is to late… but can she fight it? Was this what was meant to be?
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