I was 9 years old when it happened. I thought I was crazy, until it actually happened. Then it happened again with a girl from school. I tried to warn her, but they didn't believe me and thought I was trying to scare her. I had to talk to a psychiatrist because my mother believed, or hoped, I was disturbed, until what I said came true. After that the visions just kept coming. My mother knew what I was and wanted nothing to do with me. She had me taken away, she claimed I was unstable. I was there for years until my father, a man I had never met, got me out. I never met him, I was never even told his name, and yet I knew so much about him. He took me away to his school to help me, but I know it won't get better. I know so much but how do I tell anyone? How can I tell them, we're all going to die?
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