No one should be able to see the future. The future should just be experienced first hand, not anticipated before hand. Sadly, there was one who was cursed with this ability. Making her an outcast. A stranger. A freak. A reject. Accepted by no one but herself. A/N: This is a mini-story, only suppose to be a few chapters. I'm sorry if it feels rushed or unresolved but feel free to let me know if you want a sequel or have questions about the story. Thanks! (In the process of being edited)