Prolouge

2000: I was 12 when I boarded flight 180. When that kid freaked out I got off but the attendant made my mom stay on. I watched the plane explode and kill everybody in it.

I watched all the kids who left die they didn't see me but every time someone died I was there mostly by accident. I thought it was done when Alex died. But I was wrong.

20003: I was practicing driving with my dad when the street was backed up then I saw the pile up. Oh no not again. I thought. Then again every body dies. Clear recognized me and was there for me because my dad walked up to Kimberly and leaned against the red SUV when it got hit. I was crushed when she died, I realized Death didn't want to kill me it hated me! I knew it was done nobody was left to kill I lost everybody.