Happy new year every one! I hope you like the first chapter I've posted this New Year!

P.S. I'm being year retarded lately, so if I mess up the years in the story, I'm trying my hardest to make sure I don't, but in this chapter, Alice is six, Cynthia is about to turn two

January 1st, 1908

And so started another new year. Alice had said she wanted to stay up until midnight with me, but she had fallen asleep next to me way before then. Cynthia hadn't mad it nearly as far as her, she still had weird sleeping habits that included sleeping all day and staying up at night and the other way around.

Alice was still asleep next to me with Embry pressed up against her chest at midnight, so I carefully picked her and the dog up and took her to her room. Alice sure had gotten attached to the little dog; she wanted to take him every where with her. I usually let her have her way, and the dog was with her almost all day excluding school, though she had slipped Embry into her bad and took him with, until he jumped out that is. Alice came home with a very livid note from her teacher and an order to keep him at home from now on.

I took Cynthia to bed next. Cynthia had her pet too, an orange cat that she had named Kitty. She was two, what did you expect? She loved her cat, but Embry and Kitty had a full on war going on. Alice refused to let them be in the same room together, for fear that her dog would attack the little cat, or the other way around. She had just gotten the cat a few months ago, and liked to always have her on her lap, so Alice almost always had to keep Embry in her room unless Cynthia happened to have the cat with her in her room.

Alice's future sight had become something she never talked about. Someone might think it had vanished, or it had only been a phase she grew out of, but if you looked carefully you could still see when she was having a vision, she got a blank look over her face, and her eyes were always focused on something far away. She still had those bad visions at night, and she had told me what they were of. Darkness, nothing but complete and total blackness all around her. She had become terrified of the dark, and refused to be a room with all the lights out. She had never been afraid of the dark before, not even when she was a baby, so the sudden change was eerie for my little girl, if any thing, all the other six year olds were getting over their fear of darkness, while Alice was getting one.

Her future was starting to confuse her; she got visions of her life in New York, and visions of the dark. I knew that the visions of the dark were of her in the asylum, but I didn't tell her this. She didn't know her mother wanted to send her away, I thought she should keep that sense of familiarity that all the other children had. I was changing my mind about leaving; I had sworn I would not leave unless I knew without a shadow of a doubt that Alice would safe, and I did not have that.

I didn't have to go; I could take Alice to New York myself and stay there with her. It had been made clear that Alice would not stay here countless times. Every time she got that vacant look around Mary, her mother's face became more and more decided, like it was all up to her what would happen to out daughter. Well it wasn't, I had a say in this, and I would never allow it in my life.

"She isn't a baby any more you know" Mary told me when I saw her next. "You could have just woken her up and had her walk to bed herself"

"Well I didn't want to wake her up, you know her, if she woke up now she would never have fallen asleep again." I answered calmly.

"Well she should learn how to, you aren't going to be there forever" She went on to say.

"I may not be there forever, but I intend to be there for as long as possible, meaning until she has children herself at the very least"

"William, nobody is ever going to marry her the way she is, someone might, if we send her to the asylum so she can get better"

"There is nothing to fix" I told her "She is perfectly normal and in no need of an asylum, and I know she is going to get married"

I tried not to tell her this was because she had seen her husband in a vision; this would only make her even angrier. Mary didn't bother to answer me; she just walked out of the room. I hated how she thought nobody would marry our daughter; Alice had known her husband since she was four years old. She was going to get married and have a family of her own one day, even though Alice insisted she was never going to raise children of her own, that she would be unable to.

Alice didn't have any bad dreams tonight, though for her bad dreams always came true, and slept through the night. I didn't know why she was so insistent on her inability to bear children; she would only say that it was because she was never going to change. Alice had taken a liking to be ever vague about her visions, and I never pushed her, I was lucky she would tell me about it at all. She did also insist that she was going to be happy forever and she always said forever as if she really meant forever. Right now, I wished the happiness would come, and take away the dread I felt for my daughter.