Chapter 1

     They started the summer I turned 13, then the visions were nothing. The first one I remember was the most adorable little old lady ever sitting on her front porch rocking back and forth in a little old rocker. She smiled at me, I waved back. I turned around to ask my dad something, when I turned back she was gone. I wasn't sad, and I wasn't scared she was gone, I was upset that she wasn't there anymore.
    About two weeks before I turned 14 I saw another one. He was a little boy. I am guessing around eight or nine. I believe his name was Chant. I saw the whole thing. I saw everything. I saw what happened to that little boy, but i couldn't help him, no matter how hard I tried. He was gone, gone forever gone, gone as in not with us gone. That's when I had it, that's when I made them stop. Years had passed and I almost started to miss them. Then I got depressed. Depression didn't help me any so I got help. Right around my 20th birthday they started to come back. It was a bitter sweet victory. So much time had passed, I think six years.
    They started with a girl. She was six. I saw her in so many places at so many different times. I found out her name was Kaitalyden Mai, but that's all I found out about her. And I have always wondered, is there more I should know?

    "Trish." boomed my husband's voice.
    I rolled over in bed and wished he was gone. I had so much to think about.
    "What, Matt?" I yell back.
    He walks in as he is fixing his tie. "Are you alright, honey?" he asked as sweet as he could.
    "Yes, I am fine. Why?" I say trying no to sound to impatient.
    He gave me the "you must be crazy look."
    "Well," he started slowly, "you just look so much thinner, like you lost a lot of weight. You don't look healthy anymore."
    "I am fine! 105 pounds is not that bad, Matt!" I almost yell.
    "I know, its just not..not normal." He said with a grim frown, It was obvious he didn't want to be here. "Well, I have to go to work. I love you and do me a favor, EAT!" He said as he kisses my forehead and then leaves.
    As he leaves I rolled my eyes. I love that man, but I have stuff going on, stuff he just doesn't get. I haven't told him yet. Is that sick, is that wrong? He doesn't know yet that we can't ever have kids, he doesn't even know about Kaitalayden Mai.
    Matt is in the FBI. I hate it, I hate his job. He told me that if it makes me happy he will go back to school to become a construction worker. I couldn't do that to him, it just wouldn't be fair, and FBI fits him. He is six feet and three inches and buff, not just buff, I mean BUFF. He also looks awesome in a suit and tie. To top it all off he has a pretty girlie name, Matty.
    Me, on the other hand. I am five feet and nine inches , I am a whole 105 pounds and have no muscle mass at all. I am by far under weight, but I am healthy, I really am. My full name is long it happens to be Trishena Katarina Kai, but to you and all others I am Trish, and only Trish.
    I come from a large family. There were ten of us kids growing up. I was the oldest girl, oldest of five and I have five older brothers and my parents did pick favorites, and I wasn't one of them. We grew up on a large Angus Ranch in Mid Kansas, but now I have a beautiful Victorian corner house in North California just a few miles from the state of Oregon. It can get cold here, but since it is mid spring we see some high 80 days. And the kids are normally out playing but today is different.
    And now I see her. Kaitalayden Mai. She wants water.
    "Mom, I need water." she says sounding very tired. I have never heard her talk before.
    "Yeah, sure, um okay this way." I get up walk to the kitchen with her behind me. I have never heard her talk is all I can think about as I grab a cup and pour water in it. She drank the water handed me the cup and went upstairs.
    Wow, am I dreaming? Did that really happen? I remember waking up, talking to Matt. Its the middle of the day why would she just be waking up? This is all so weird, maybe getting her off my mind will help.
    I do laundry, I mop the floor, dishes got done, and I vacuum everywhere I can. I walk upstairs slowly to see if she was still there. Gone. Out of sight. I don't get it. I wish she would stay.
    Matt will be home soon, eight hours pass by so fast now a days. Oh, no, I forgot to eat, he doesn't need to know, but I do feel like cooking. Its only 3:07, to early to make supper to late for lunch. I might make Matt's favorite snack.Chocolate  almond brownies topped with sliced bananas mixed in whipped cream. I think it sounds gross, but Matt loves it! And making brownies is easy.
    I wonder what Kaitalayden likes. Whats her favorite food, color?

Its longer, and I guess... Not so good to me.