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Title: Visions (16/?)

Author: Sage

Email: danceswithwolves18@home.com

Rating: 15

Spoilers: SC,VD and NW, The Living dead 3

Disclaimers: All the characters that are LJS are hers. Liese Anders, Deanna

Anders, Evan Anders, Ka'tana Zeigler, Galilee Brooks and maybe more too

come.

Summary: Liese Anders isn't afraid of anything! Her mother gets a job in New Salem, England. Is she scared or not? This story is set after the incident at the high school with Black John. Anyhow, Black John had won the battle, not the SC people. All of the SC are still in school it's like 4 weeks away from the second semester. This isn't much of a summary, I can't think of much.

Comments: I just want too say thank you to who ever reads Visions.

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Part 1.

In our Jeep Cherokee(a fourth of a mile to New Salem):

"Mom do you ever think about what it would be like to be dead?" Liese

Anders asked her mother Ann-Marie.

"Oh baby, you're not thinking about your dad are you?" she asked as she

looked through the review mirror.

My brother Evan was in front, Deanna and I in back.

"Yeah. I was just thinking what it was like for him in the

airplane. Strapped in the seat, helpless to stop the crash. A rush with

death; he was scared of flying. He waited practically his whole life to get

on that flight and go to Europe. It's like in Final Destination, death has a

pattern for us and we have NO choice. When death thinks it's time for

someone to die, it's time up, time for us too die well bye bye it was nice

knowing ya, but it wasn't Daddy's time yet. Not him he would have changed

this world even more than he had already. I'll figure out that pattern so I

can live for however old I want to be and I'll live for Daddy too," I

finished.

"Can we change the subject please??!!! You guys are going too make my face

wrinkle with all of this destination and death crap," Deanna said, with a

slit of irritation in her voice.

"It isn't crap. It has to be true. Maybe Dad figured out the

pattern and death boy found out and started plotting the most vicious ways

too kill him. Death boy put it on a plane crash too make it look like a

fatel accident, ya know?" I said looking to Evan to see if he would agree

with me.

"Where do you come up with this shit Liese. Your brain is totally warped,"

she yelled at me.

"Deanna Anders, WATCH your mouth young lady or I'll wash it out with

soap!!!" Ann-Marie threatened.

"Sorry, but mom, come on, you have too admit that Liese is a complete

LUNATIC." Deanna said.

"I was just saying........"

"Liese,change the subject, NOW." Ann-Marie said.

"FINE, FINE. You know, we can never have a decent conversation anymore," I

said, noting the shocked face on Dea and simply

drowning myself with the pleasure of it.

"THAT was NOT a decent conversation," Deanna exlaimed.

"Would you two just SHUT the HELL UP," yelled Evan "I can't take the

bickering anymore." He sighs very heavily, one of his most attractive

qualities, not.

Evan was very cute. If he wasn't my brother I'd go out with him. He has

blonde hair with gold, and strawberry blonde streaks, along with dark green

eyes and black eyelashes. His face was very well structured. He didn't have

a pointy chin like most men, but it was slightly curved. He had dimples on

the sides of his cheeks, which added to his boyish qualities. Evan, though

he was 18, he looked a lot younger, more like Deanna's age, 15, I'm 17.

Deanna had the usual look, if you have to know, totally blonde curly hair,

baby blue eyes, and perfect body, along with a heart shaped face and black

eyelashes surrounding her doe eyes.

Me, on the other hand, had my dad's features, hair and so forth. If you

hadn't guessed, Evan and Deanna got my mom's geans. My dad was the best

looking guy I had ever seen, so you could only imagine what I look like. I

have doe eyes, that look like tropical pools in Eden, turquoise. My hair is

a wheat color with different assortments of red, gold, brown, and orange.

It goes all the way down to my shoulder blades, but it frames my

heart-shaped, olive colored face. If it didn't do that it would be in the

middle of my back. I have a nice body shape, not as good as Deanna's though,

she beats me in the body department, but I beat her in the looks department.

I have a six pack, yes even with my junk food cravings. My legs

are well defined along with my slim waist. I have a walk that makes guys

take a look at me more than once, but I never let them look more than once.

Unlike Evan and Deanna, I don't date.

My mother Ann-Marie looked exactly like Deanna, only older.

We sat in silence the rest of the way. As we drove, recklessly into our

future.