It's funny how things work out. One minute you think you're normal, and next moment you're seeing things that haven't happened yet. My name is Mary Alice Brandon I am fifteen years and I live in an asylum. You see, I can see the future. (Sort of like fortune telling except more realistic. But ......well this much is obvious. People think I'm crazy..... Well I guess you already thought and knew that. Since I was in grade two I would be able to catch glimpses of what might happen tomorrow. Over the years the visions would get stronger. By the age of eleven I could control the visions. I never told anyone about visions except my sister. See my sister has a similar talent. She too can see the future except she can only see things that can happen in a few hours (yes it does have its limitations but it's very useful.) The reason I ended in this place is because I got board in French class. See I don't really like French and we were reviewing, so I decided to go look in the future and see what was going to happen. While I was looking I found something interesting in this one vision. See it looked really old and I usually get new visions. I can't really explain what the vision was but let's just say it was horrible and beautiful enough to make me scream and thrash around. It looked so real. I couldn't believe it was a vision. They then assumed that I was psycho. And then I was dragged to this place. Well there you have it that's how I got here.
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