Peculiar world

***PECULIAR WORLD*** My long hair was blowing as I waited for the bus in front of the gate of the University I was attending. Finally, there will also be silence throughout my day when I get home. It was raining a little but I could feel it. In a little while, the rain will be heavy for sure. I knew it, and I knew there was a bus coming in front of me after 1minute. I'm not sure when I started seeing events and things that were about to occur. But, since I moved into my condo. Because my father has almost abandoned me. There are some strange things happening around me. I felt so lonely, but I have been living alone for almost half of a year. I can say. I can finally feel peace. Unfortunately, I was not born with this ability to see features. However, it had only recently been given. It's been three years since I chose not to participate in the so-called fate. I told myself that the outcome was predetermined. We'll just go with the flow. It's hard to believe, but it's true; I'd want that to be just a dream, but fate has other ideas. For me, this power seemed to become a reality. However, after that day. The day's memory continues to haunt me till this day. The day I realize how useless I am. That day, I regret doing nothing as a result of my decision. Outside of the school entrance, I was holding my portable umbrella. My expression remained the same. When it rains, I am much more relaxed. Raindrops that make a lot of noise. I'd rather hear it than listen to the voice of humans. It had been a dreary and rainy day. The wind was howling at the time. Because of the powerful wind, no clear path could be seen. Lightning shattered the sky, allowing the light of heaven to shine through the storms. Heavy rain and wind will undoubtedly be heard from the house's roof. Inside, you can see the lightning dancing. That day is still fresh in my mind. I'm not sure I'll ever forget it. It was a disaster to which I never want to return. The bus conductor switched off the television, which had gone insane. The bus keeps up with the storm, which is accompanied by thunder and lightning. I'm not sure where the bus I just boarded is going. But all I knew at the time was that I wanted to get out of my seat and run away. I'd like to get away from reality and that incident. I had been released from the hospital after that day a few weeks ago. Something unusual occurred to me that I am unable to describe. I used to ask my mother what I would be like when I was a little girl. She simply smiled and softly tapped my head. You're too young to think about that, baby. But, if I choose. As long as you're happy. It's fine with me. I recall seeing the passenger in front of me, a woman with her young daughter singing on her lap. Her daughter embraced her while singing a soothing lullaby to her. I'm not sure what was going through my mind at the time, but I stood up and sat in another seat, attempting to avoid the two because I don't know if I can tolerate the presence of the mother and her young daughter, and I'm not sure how I feel... envy? Is it possible to be lonely? Perhaps. When I see them happy with each other, I feel devastated by the pleasure of living a normal life as they do. I remember how the bus I was riding turned suddenly, knocking me off my feet; I sank into a nearby seat, but a concerned passenger steadied me and asked.'Are you okay? Here, you can sit beside me' But when our gazes met, I noticed a feature that would occur in a few minutes. A few seconds spent looking into its eyes equals a few seconds of events in the future. From the depths of the old passenger I saw what would happen to her later — screaming... pain... death... accident... bus collision... In the middle of a broad lane, rolling... overturn... suffocation... explosion. I'll never forget how easily I yanked her hands out of my arms. I noticed the mother and her young daughter staring at me, as if they were perplexed. I didn't waste any time in telling the bus driver to come to a complete stop. Because of an upcoming event that I witnessed, I immediately exited the bus. Despite the fact that it was already raining, I was without an umbrella. I'm still unconcerned. I continued walking without looking back. I don't want to see what I saw, I don't want to know what their future holds; all I want to do is close my eyes and vanish. And, after a few moments, there was a loud blast. I remember the mother and daughter's expressions. In the middle of the road, I knelt. Then I felt sorry, repented, and was terrified. I had no idea what was going on at the moment. Yet I keep blaming myself for their deaths till this day. It's been three years. After the accident . I have a lot of eyes to look through. I see a lot of features that I just let happen. Since I could only see terrible things in their futures, I didn't mess with their plans. I open my eyes. I stopped being concerned about everything that had occurred. I don't think three or a few more years would be enough to make me regret it. That memory will visit me for the rest of my life. Stuff happens in our lives that we are not prepared for. Something will vanish in a moment, and something else will emerge so quickly. We understand how difficult it is to be satisfied with what we have now. It is subject to change. It's possible that what you have now will be lost. Merrybe tonight or tomorrow. As I look at this thing’. All I see is pain and miserable things. I hate it. I don't want to live with it. “Lorie,” I looked. I saw my dad's favorite daughter. I knew it before she said the word. And the next thing she will say… “What are you doing there?! Are you going to commit suicide? And did you just cut your hair? For sure dad will be disappointed in you when he sees you like that!" I smirked. "I don't care, Merry. And why are you here by the way?" “Are you going to jump?!!” she hysterically said. I turned my back on her again. "What do you think the person standing here is doing?” "Get down there, Lorie! Do you think mom would be happy to see you like this?" Mom? She's not even my real sister. She's just my half sister. And for fate sake. She should stop talking about my mom. I just followed what she said. I went down. Just one step I should take and I can escape from this cruel reality. But Merry came, I passed her and ignored her even though she was still calling my name. “Lorie Jane Hoseo!” I turned to her, "I knew you would come," I never saw Merry's reaction again and left her on the rooftop. After that, there was no turning back… The feature was right — again and again. I saw it in her eyes. She'll come here to stop me. I really had no intention of jumping from the beginning. I just want to feel the silence and the fervent air, that's all. I feel that what one of my elementary school teachers said is true. I didn't really listen to the discussion when I was a kid. I only want silence. peaceful mind. But my ears tingle when I say this word. The Future you see is the Future you get. Though at first I couldn't believe Merry would stop me. I can hardly believe it - Merry stop me? But why? and how did she know I was here? The students walking around were stunned after they saw me coming. The corridor filled with a murmur. "Why did she cut her hair?" "Yeah, I think she's broken." Then I heard that girl laugh a little but it's fine, I'm used to it Almost half a year like this. So I'm used to them. This is how they greet me every day. I also decided to have bangs and short hair. Just to have a change. Just to hide my identity. But it seems it didn't even work at all. But aside from that, I don't care about other people. I don’t care if they see me as a weirdo, freak, or whatever. I just want them to leave me alone and do their own business. I didn't even look at them and walked straight, as if I couldn't see them. People who do nothing but interfere in the lives of others. Anyway, that's the reality. People like their habit will not be lost, wherever you go on different sides of the world, they will not be lost. There will be 20 minutes before class begins. Many students were also strewn around the corridor. Various students make a lot of noise. I visited everyone's favorite hangout spot. The board of liberty, to be precise. It is close to the faculty room, where all of the students become irritated when they see the teachers inside conversing and laughing with one another.