Hi! My name is Alice. I don't remember my last name because well, how about my story first?

I was with my sister on the front porch real early in the morning. Just see daybreak in the horizon. It was so beautiful. I had been having headaches for a few days. My name is Mary Alice Brandon. My sister is Cynthia Brandon.

"Sissy is your headache gone?" My sister asks.

"Not yet but hopefully soon." I give her a small smile and she smiles back.

"Hope you feel better." She kissed me on the cheek and went inside. I was hiding it. My head was splitting! Then the worst happened. I froze. My face went slack. I saw something I didn't know.

*Vision*

I saw something in a field. It was barely dawn. The man's skin was like a million diamonds put together. I didn't know what I was seeing then he looks straight at someone who looks a lot like me. "Well, I can't wait to taste you my dear! Your smell so appetizing!" He said. I was with my mother and sister in town. How wouldn't I see him? I was pondering this when I snapped out of it.

*End of Vision*

"Mary Alice what's wrong? Mary Alice?" My mother yelled right in front of me.

"I think I had a vision mom. I saw a man with very pretty skin. Looked like diamonds!" I said and then I looked at her. She had a Weird look on her face. That's when I snapped out of it again.

*Vision*

I saw a hospital with wheelchairs out front. The sign said "Hope Memorial Psychiatric Ward". The thing that scared me was, I saw my mother's car out front. Then I saw me and her walking up to the doors. Then the vision stopped.

*End of Vision*

"You're taking me to a hospital. Why? What did I do wrong? What's happening to me?" I asked scared half to death.

"Cynthia get away from her. You could get what she has. Demon child! Get the car Mary Alice!" My mother yells. How could a mother do this? Didn't she love me? I got in the car crying. I couldn't help. All I knew was I didn't get to see my sister anymore. I love my sister. And now I am getting ripped away from her. It wasn't a long drive. We were there in about 10 minutes. I guess my mother didn't want me that bad. We were at the reception desk when it all hit me. I froze in my tracks.

"He's going to kill me." I whispered but my mother heard me. So, she pushed me up to the desk. I could tell my face was blank. I couldn't help it.

"I need to admit this person." My mother said with disgust.

"He's going to kill me. The man with shiny skin like diamonds." I keep saying. I wasn't helping myself but I was scared. I was scared for my life!

"What's seems to be the problem Ms.?" An orderly asked.

"My daughter," she whispered scared people know I was related to her "says she… she had a vision. But, people can't have visions."

"Let me see if we have a room." The orderly said. I heard papers being flipped and tossed around on the desk. "We have a room. I need you to sign this. And do you want to put a number down so we can call you if anything…" The orderly couldn't finish.

"No. I don't want to know anything. Am I done filling things out?" She asked.

"Yes." Was the only thing the orderly said. I could hear my mother leave. I didn't care. She didn't care about. So she left me here.

"Come on dear. Let's go to your room." She lightly took a hold of my arm and led me down a long hallway.