My name is Leigh Frances and I am a fucked up person in a fucked up universe. My life has not been the easiest but then I think of all the other people in the world and think to myself, “my life isn’t that bad after all, it just sucks”. All my life has been filled with hate, abuse, and lies. When I was four my parents split and I am pretty sure I remember watching my father leave. I don’t remember much from when I was very little but certain things I do. It is hard to believe that a four year old could retain anything but either that or I dreamed it and it just so happened to be true. When I was six my mom got into a car accident. My brother and I were in my livingroom, I was sleeping and he was watching over me. I was dreaming of being in my step-fathers truck from a gardian angel point of view. In this dream I watched my mother crash into a tree and saw the exact position she had later said she was in. She then got out of the truck, this is when I awakened and freaked out. I started demanding to know where my mom was, I ran outside and just as I did my brother and I saw her running across the road yelling, “get the phone!” I knew then I had something special. I told my mom and everyone I knew about this later, some believed me and of course there were those who did not. I have been able to see the past, present, and future in my dreams, I have also seen many scary and horrible things at a very young age. Once I had a dream of my father, it was winter time snow everywhere evverything completely white. I was walking by myself up a snow road, my fathers decapitated head laying on the ground, his hair blowing in the wind.

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