Time Of Death
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Last published Sat, Jun 18, 2016
A person's Time of Death... I see them, above everyone's head i see a number that signifies when that person will die. I fear getting close to people who's times are small. I only discovered my ability when my father died in a car wreck shortly after dropping me off at school a few years ago. It's haunted me ever since... But I've found a boy who doesn't have a number.
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