The Day They All Died

"Hima," her mother called. "Yes, Mother, I'm coming." Being born into a perfect family was everything I could dream of. My mom was happy, and my dad was deeply in love with her. Our family was perfect... until an evil witch put a curse on me. She was my father's enemy because he refused to marry her, and her revenge was to make me able to see the death date of anyone I touched. "Mom, why do you have a number on your head? The same as Dad's?" "A number?" "My dear, you must be tired from playing. I don't have a number on my head, my little princess," her father said. "But I can really see it." "It's okay, Hima. Come here, my dear, it's time for bed." "Yes, Mother." "Tell me, my little princess, what exactly are you seeing above Mommy's head?" her mother asked. "A number and a big clock, Mommy." "Oh, do you have some kind of superpower, my sweetie?" "I don't know yet, but I'll make sure to study hard, Mommy!" "I understand, will you save mommy and daddy if You have super powers? " "of course I will, Mom and Dad are the Best! " "Okay, my princess. have a Sweet dreams." _______________________________________