Dell sat on a park bench listening to music, she had a stick in her hand and she was breaking it piece by piece. She had another one of her "visions today" some random girl she'd seen in the hallway at school a couple times. She tried to forget it but it was impossible. It repeated over and over again in her mind. She turned up the volume on her music, It was useless, but a bit comforting.
Dell looked at the girl for a moment. What if she told the girl that she was crazy and saw deaths, like she thought she has some sort of supernatural abilities. There is no way the girl would believe her. She took her second earbud and put it back into her ear "no thanks. I'm good." she said going back to focusing on her stick.
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