In front of me was a dilapidated house, with the faint sound of cursing coming from inside.
I knocked on the door.The door was opened by a scruffy man.
The man looked at the two men suspiciously "Who are you looking for?"
"Is this Maria's house?" asked the man politely.
"No," the man said, ready to close the door.
Jordan blocked the door with his foot and took out a few dollars and gave them to the man
The man saw the money, opened the door, and pointed in a direction.
"There."
I pushed the door open and saw Maria in the corner, exactly as in the dream, long yellow dress, covered in scars
"She's dead."
"She's really dead."
"Exactly the same."
I muttered to myself in horror and then passed out
From now on, everything I dream about will come true.
I can see everyone's future.
But I never talk about it because I want to be happy together all the time in Jordan's house.Witches are not liked by everyone.
I was careful to hide who I was and never bothered to use this power and live in peace
In nine years, I'll be 18 and Jordan will be 20.
I realized I love him.He probably loved me too.