Diane

looked. I saw a man in black and then heard a gunshot. I quickly snapped out of it and told him to leave. What else could have I done he was a mafia after all. But I was scared he could hurt me so I tried to look into it and SAW. 

DEATH! 

He shrugged and threw the cigarette he was smoking on the floor. 

‘Have you got mad, girl?  He fixed his suit looked directly at me and said coldly. 

Tell me what exactly you see, and you BETTER not disappoint me.’

‘You will have a consequence from an action you will make soon, and this will lead you to your death.’ 

He didn't seem pleased about the thought of him dying and stormed out of the studio saying 

‘You made a mistake, and trust me you will regret it later.’ 

 After this I could t focus at all. All I could see was my own death getting closer. I knew he was going to send a man to do the job. I couldn't cry because this wouldn't change anything. I was targeted. The following week i knew it was my last. Visions said it all. The last day came I gave most of my stuff to little sissy, wrote letters to my closest ones and packed a few stuff which were my favourite. I went to school as usual, followed by paparazzi, media and clients asking what was my secret of this magic. I was already so fucking tired. After school I went to my shop opened it and had clients as usual. My mom and grandma helped me to tidy the shop. When i was about to close my mom asked if she wanted to do this instead of me but i smiled warmly hugged her kissed her on the cheek and told her to go and rest. She looked unconvinced but nodded and left. I went in the shop took a deep breath and waited.  

BANG. I heard someone breaking a window and his footsteps coming closer. I looked directly at him and he paused. 

‘I knew you would come and I know why you are here. I looked at his hands, they were