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Mary Alice kept running as far as her tiny legs would take her, running away from what she had seen. She didn't want her mother to die, she loved her mother she was so beautiful and she didn't deserve to die. Was it her fault? Was it because she didn't talk? Mary Alice could not figure it out.

Meanwhile, Dianna chased her daughter who was extraordinarily fast for such a little girl. "Mary Alice! Mary Alice get back here this instant!" She yelled. Mary Alice could hear her mother yelling, she wanted to go to her but what if it was her fault that her mother died in the vision? Her legs were growing tired and her breath was very short. She was going to have to stop soon and so she did. She ran behind a shed and sat down, breathing heavily and feeling sick to her stomach.

Dianna yelled her daughter's name and followed the tiny footprints in the sand that lead to the shed where Mary Alice was sitting. "Mary Alice what is wrong? Please tell mommy what is going on." She said, not knowing what in the world to think about her daughter's strange behavior. Mary Alice shook her head and reached up to her mother who picked her up and started walking back towards the house. That night Mary Alice wouldn't let go of her mother even for an instant. She thought that if she let go she would risk everything.

"Come here little one, let's get you into the bathtub and then into bed, everything is ok angel." She said, playing with Mary Alice's hair softly. Mary Alice wouldn't let go once they got into the bathroom, she gripped tightly, as if her life depended on it and shook her head. She wasn't about to let go. "Come on baby you need to take a bath that way we can get you into bed and then to school in the morning," Dianna said soothingly. Mary Alice still refused and started shaking she was holding on so tightly. "Mark!" Dianna yelled across the house.

Mark ran to his wife's side and saw how tightly Mary Alice was holding on and placed his hand on her face. "It's ok little one; no one is going to hurt you." He promised his daughter. She still refused to let go so Dianna took her and sat on the couch, rubbing her back until her grip loosened and she was fast asleep. "NO! Mommy no! Stop it don't jump off of there!" Mary Alice mumbled in her sleep, her voice was beautiful, soft and high pitched. Her parents smiled at one and other realizing that their daughter could talk and her voice was beautiful but they soon realized that she was afraid. The talking and thrashing stopped and Mary Alice was fast asleep again. Her mother and father took her to her room and tucked her into bed.

The following morning when she woke up alone, the child was horrified. She felt dizzy and sick so she curled into a ball underneath her covers and shivered. Her mother came to wake her up for school and saw her so pitiful looking. "Awe darling what's the matter?" She asked. "I know you can talk you were talking in your sleep." She said as she lifted the covers. Her face brightened when she saw that her mother was alive but she still felt sick. "Are you ok Mary?" She asked consolingly. Mary Alice shrugged her shoulders and curled back into her ball.

Mark was now gone to work and Dianna was frightened by her daughter's behavior. Her behavior always was so odd though, she reached down and pulled Mary Alice into her lap again and noticed that she was burning up. "Ok we are going to the doctor right after I take Cynthia to school." Dianna said firmly as she carried Mary Alice down the stairs to see how close to ready Cynthia was.

"Mom, why isn't she dressed? We are going to be late!" Cynthia said, frustrated.

"She's sick so she isn't going." Dianna explained. "Let's go get in the car."

On the way to school Mary Alice sat shivering in the backseat and stared foreword at the road. After they dropped off Cynthia they were on the way to the doctor's office. "Baby its going to be ok we are going to the doctor's office right now," Dianna turned around and placed a hand on her daughter's burning forehead.

"Mommy!" Mary Alice screamed as they drove over the train tracks, a train was coming but her mother hadn't been watching and now the train was impacting into the car. Her mother was smashed into the other side and Mary Alice was in the backseat, unharmed but watching the entire thing. "No mommy!" She got out of her seat after the train stopped, once it was too late. Her mother's body was hopelessly mangled and she was dead on impact. Mary Alice got out of the car and started to run. She felt terrible and didn't know where she was going but she had to get away, this couldn't be real.

Meanwhile, after the incident the cops soon found Mrs. Brandon dead and assumed both of her children were at school. Mark was completely crushed by his wife's death. Tears poured down his face as he went immediately to the school to get his children. He got Cynthia but Mary Alice wasn't there. He pulled himself together as he saw her running excitedly towards him. "Daddy thank you for picking me up early!" She smiled, hugging him.

Mark didn't respond, he carried her to the car in silence and finally spoke. "Where is Mary Alice?" He asked.

"Mary Alice is sick; mom took her to the doctor's office after she dropped me off at school." Cynthia explained.

"You mean Mary Alice was with your mother?" He asked in horror. The cops did not uncover the body of his daughter, the backseat of the car was completely intact, where was Mary Alice?

"Daddy what's wrong?" Cynthia asked.

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