Epic Twilight Fan(?)Fic of DOOM!
I had never given much thought to why I was so knowledgeable and perfect, or how I somehow always read body language and reactions dead-on, without a thought or explanation.
I also had never wondered how I would die, for some reason, until the day, my leaving my home in the middle of the desert for a cool and moist change of scenery.
As I watched out the window of my mother's car, my bags in the back next to me, her fiance fiddling with his baseball cap, I imagined a pale stalker, possibly a pedophile, attacking me in a shiny room full of mirrors. The thought, which should have scared a normal human being to the point of turning around and running home, only pushed me further to a place that was obviously either going to make me depressed or lead me to a magical romance, just because I was perfect and knew everything. The first seemed less likely.
As I envisioned my future in this sad, sad place, I could imagine my future. Maybe I'd have a kid and be nineteen forever! Because, you know, that's a totally possible possibility. Or maybe I'll have sex with a monster who is so cold his sperm would all be dead who has no blood and, therefore, can't get hard. And I'll have a kid with him, because will be a magically sparkly fairy!