Different

Chapter 1

Ellie's PoV 

For as long as I can remember I have been different I don't know why but all I know is there is no one like me out there in the big wide world. No one knows about my 'condition' as my mum calls it because she refuses to believe there is anything wrong with me. 

All of my life I knew that something was wrong I could just feel it but I still remember the first time it actually happened. I was 8 years old and I was just in the school playground on  my break and one of my friends ran over to me and grabbed my hand. Then it happened. I felt myself starting to shake then everything went black suddenly I heard a scream. What I saw next was almost like a vision I saw my best friend getting hit by a car right in front of my eyes. Next thing I knew I was being shaken awake by my mother when I opened my eyes I was in a hospital room. I still remember my mum asking what had happened and I just cried and cried for hours on end. 

Over the years I have learnt to control these 'visions' it is still risky when I meet new people but what I have discovered over the years is that once I have had a vision for someone once it will never happen again. 

Everything has been going well for the last few years. I am now 15 and I live with my mum and my dad everything has been all right and under control and I am happy. 

I am laying on my bed listening to the new 5sos album just bobbing my head along to the beat. I hear my mum arrive back from work as she shouts up the stairs "Ellie I'm home could you please come downstairs there is something I need to talk to you about!" I groan and roll of my bed and pull myself down the stairs towards the kitchen. Once I reach the kitchen I go straight to the cookie jar and grab myself a cookie and sit on the kitchen counter. 

"Speak to me" I say as I get myself comfortable on the counter. My mum looks up at my and says "Ellie your dad and I have been thinking that because of your condition we think its for the best if we move" my dad then follows what my mum said by saying "I know this may not be what you want but we both feel its for the best, you know getting you away from this place we feel like there are too many bad memories for you here." 

You see my 'condition' is that as soon as I meet someone new and we make a connection for the first time I get this vision thing of how they are going to die I don't know why I see this but all I know is that it's never going to change" 

I look back at my parents and say "you don't understand we can't move I cant meet new people"