《The undead who yearned for life》3-The day I saved the world
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Uuuuuh, where to begin my story? Well, let's start from the very beginning: my name is Julia, sixteen years old and I live with my only relative, which is my brother; a lot of people call him the and say that he has a heaven's given gift to be able to do what he does, but only half of what they say is right.
The heaven's gift given to him is nothing more than the best little sister of the world: me.
If you're wondering if I'm exaggerating it, then the answer is no; from when I could remember I always had a foot in the present and a foot in the future, making it wery difficult for me to differentiate between them in the beginning and because of that I naturally became an airhead while growing up.
This future vision is not easy to use, whenever I change idea it would change with it, what's more it's also difficult to tune; the maximum time I can see is five years in the future, and the least is twenty seconds.
Obviously both maximum and minimum times takes a stoll on me, if it's only for two or three minutes nothing happens (and this is after i trained this ability a lot), but for every second more than that I feel as if my brain is going to explode, so I always stop; this happens no matter how much more I try to train.
One thing I learned is that if my actions don't have enough impact on the future, nothing will change; if something I do is not enough but still has an impact, it will create ripples, and if things effectively change or not will not be determined by me, but someone else.
For example, one time I told to a friend seventy percent of the questions on the next test, but he decided to not study them, so my vision regarding the end result of his test rippled until he decided to not study even the day before the test.
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Another test that I did was to try to change something too big, like the hunger in the world (it would not be possible in only five years), or something I could not, like the melting of the glaciers: not only I had no idea of how I could stop it, but not even by revealing my powers to the world would I be able to stop it; it was like something that had to happen, a fixed point.
From a very young age I used this ability to protect my brother and my parents, but who would listen to a four years old little girl? At that time I still couldn't completely use my vision in the best way, the only thing i could do was to cry and ask to my parents to not go... it didn't work.
When we were inside the hospital I couldn't stop crying even when the nurses asked for it, telling me to be strong; and how could it be possible, knowing that my parents were not going to make it?
It was at this time that my brother helped me, he said that I could cry even his share, and in exchange he would be strong for the both of us, then he smiled and hugged me; thanks to that I was able to slowly stop crying.
When the doctor came with the bad news I cried again in place of my brother, who continued to hug and smile at me; the saddest smile I had ever seen from him.
From then on I started my vision training, and helped big brother in any way I could; once you know which questions are on the tests, I could help him by asking those very same questions with days of advance, and he would remember it, eliminating the future where he got it wrong and lamented about it at home.
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I also used my powers so that I always obtained what I wanted from my brother, and he'll never know *teheee*.
Back to my story, during the last year I'm always down, and my brother is going to find about it in two days, but what can I do? It's not easy to live when you know that the end of the world will begin in two years, three months, four days, five hours and thirty two minutes.
How the world ends? Humanity is going to be killed by an army of the same person; at least the girls that will kill us are a rare beauty, I think that even my brother would fall in love with her.
In order to avoid that future I tried everything, from telling it to the authorities, to show my powers to the world, but it seems that nothing that I do will have enough impact to change the outcome, the best I could do by revealing myself is to give humanity one more year.
I'm now coming back from school and this is the last crossroad when I freeze; in front of me is the cause of the armageddon, and she's casually waiting for the traffic light to become green in order to come to my side of the road.
My brain is going in overheating, the future is changing every second based on what I want to say and what I'm going to do, which normally ends with my immediate death; in only ten seconds I already tried to change things two hundred times, from trying to become her friend (some gangsters would kill me in two weeks), to directly ask her what is she (she killed me there and then).
After twenty seconds and four hundred tries I found the only half way out, so I started to stare at her making so that she could tell, then I stopped halfway in the crossroad; in five seconds she will look behind her due to my strange stare, just in time to see the truck with the sleeping driver.
She'll save me and she'll survive until the ambulance arrives in some way, while someone will kill me in four hours... however this will create ripples, the most I was able to create in the armageddon future.
Aaaahhhh, let's hope everything change and my brother survives.
Let's do this.
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