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Recently I've been thinking of my Grandmother who died a long long time ago. She was quickly losing her mind and forgetting everything. I didn't care because I hated her and still do. One day my father and brother were going out for dinner then to swing by to pick up my mother who was already at the center of the mentally ill. They asked if I wanted to come. I said no.



At that moment I saw an image of Grandmother gasping in short breathes and my family coming home extremely sober, telling me the news and me not appearing surprised.



I still didn't go. I've predicted the future hundreds of times. And every single one had to do with a death or tragedy. I'm a lousy fortune teller.