When I was young, my mother said I was gifted with something special. Though then, I didn't believe it was a gift. Did I think it was a curse? Yes, because the 'gift' wasn't exactly a good one I thought. I was gifted the power of seeing things; like visions. Weird right? Well eventually the gift came into use. However when it did, I had to bid farewell to life and greet my fate.
Another vision however this time the vision seemed...twisted. Someone was reading a newspaper. It read:
Young girl found dead near
a pub.
Young girl name Rebecca Handerson was found dead around the back of The Hound, a pub near the Lake. She was found at midnight and the police have found out that Rebecca had been killed not long before midnight. 'Rebecca was only 15' her mother Susan said,' and she was a chirpy girl, lots of friends amd she was dearly loved'. Rebecca's family will be going to there daughters funeral on Saturday 12th of August.
12th of August.... 12th of August.... 12th of August.Wait.... That was today!
I suddenly bolted upright, my breath came out sharp as if I had run a marathon. I sat there, thinking about what my dream meant. Why was Rebecca killed? What did it mean? Who killed Rebecca? So many questions buzzed around in my head that I didn't realize the sound of an engine going. As soon as the engined faded away I looked at the time. It was 9:15am. My dad would be going to work. I got out of bed and went downstairs. My mum was sitting at the table, sipping tea while reading a newspaper. My mum smiled at me and said
'Poor girl, murders are still out there.'
I frowned and my mum put the paper down. She pushed the paper towards me and indicated for me to read it. The first thing I saw was the headline.
Young girl found dead near
a pub.
'Oh no.' I whispered.
For once, one of my visions had actually come to life. So.... What about my other visions? Would they come true? Or were they just dreams? I didn't know.... Until that night.
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The Angel Of Winter
FantasyPeople have different versions of Angels. Some don't even believe in them. But some do... And for those who do believe in Angels, may get the chance to meet one.
