A/N: Another short character study. This one's more of me trying to delve into Alice's head, I've always thought that there's something behind all the fluffiness. Very rough, but I actually like it.

Reviews are appreciated, flames too, I want to know if I got even close to Alice.

Disclaimer: It seems I'm cursed never to own Twilight. Ah well, I'll just have to settle with Stephenie Meyer…-maniacal laughter-

When you see the future, there's not much left to the imagination. I don't hope it'll be a nice day tomorrow like everyone else, I know it's going to be a nice day.

Sometimes, I think it would be nice just to find out things as they happen. Everyone thinks it's a gift to see what may or may not happen in the future. I think it's a curse.

I can't hope for a better tomorrow when things go badly today. I know it's going to be bad. And I knew that today would be terrible as well. So what's the point in hoping anymore?

But I can't let others down because I know that tomorrow's going to be just as bad as before. I have to let them have their chance at hope. I got good at pretending to be happy, to the point where some would call me hyper or overly peppy. That's just the mask I wear for this act.

It's only Jasper who knows how I really feel.

Is that why I love him? Because he knows that under the happy Alice I let the world see, I hurt inside? I know when people are going to be hurt, when bad things are going to happen. Try as I might, I just can't change the outcomes of everything.

I saw myself going to the asylum. What was there to do?

I saw Bella almost dying, but didn't know how it would get to that point. What could I have changed?

I saw Bella jumping. What could I do?

I hate it. The curse teases me, showing me things I can't do anything about. It laughs as I watch people I love die, it chuckles at my pain. But I can't shut the visions out. What about the people I do save?

When I was human, I saved a family of three, a mother and father and their little baby.

Or the time I saw a young boy falling under the ice in Alaska. I saved him.

A month later, another little girl died because I refused to watch my visions, I had seen the same boy dying from pneumonia, nothing I could do.

No matter what I do, I'm cursed to see things I can't change. And the things I do change don't always turn out the way I planned.

The baby boy? He turned out to be a murderer; he killed two people, his own mother and father. And then he killed himself.

Am I just toying with fate? I save someone only to have them killed later, but if I don't listen to my visions, people die. What should I do?

What about the good things I see?

Sometimes, when two lovebirds walk past me, I see the man falling down to one knee to propose, and I smile, because I know she'll say yes.

What about Bella and Edward being together, even though it always changes, I see them together happy some day.

I saw my family. And because of it, I found them. I can protect them with my visions sometimes.

And Jasper.

I saw him coming, I saw him finding me. I saw us together, happy. I saw our struggles, I saw our fights.

I saw our love.

And even though the bad days come, I know that somehow, there's always going to be a good day. Because I see it coming, I know that eventually, there'll be a nice day.

Maybe that's why I'm happy, not because I'm hiding my sadness. Because I know that a good day's just around the corner, you just have to wait.

Maybe I'm not cursed. Maybe I really do have a gift.

A/N: The ending sort of changed on me, I originally had it being far more depressing, but really, I think Alice is happy with the way her life turned out.

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