Psychic - I Know

Saskia Walden isn't a freak. She's just...a human thought machine. Does it really matter that Saskia has just become a psychic? Of course not. Apart from the fact that she can't control when a vision will come along. Or whether it will effect herself, or anyone around her. See, nothing freaky at all.

Written by TazmaniaGirl.


7. 7

It took a while for Saskia and her mum to get into the hospital, but they managed it. Up the stairs they flew, then down several corridors.  One more turn and...

Saskia stopped abruptly before the door. The number was 329, and inside, doctors hovered around over or near June. She looked bad as she laid unconscious on the bed. Blood, lots of it, seeped through her hair and onto the pillows that cushioned her head. Saskia so badly wished she could help, but she knew there was nothing she were able to do to help.

Or was there?

It took Saskia a little while to realise it, but the visions she'd had...they had to be some sort of gift. She had to have some sort of power now. Did that mean she could take a glimpse into the future? Did that mean she could help prevent bad things from happening?

Her mum nudged her forward, and Saskia's hand fell onto the door. She shoved open the blue wood, and stepped inside. For a moment she thought the doctors and nurses wouldn't mind, but then a few of them began to murmur, and then one big, rude nurse ordered Saskia to stand outside and wait, because she would get in the way.

At least Saskia had time to think. About her gift.


A few hours passed, and still Saskia sat. She was in the waiting room now, being sent back and forth between rooms. A nurse finally allowed Saskia to see June. She ran down the corridors at the speed of light. Or that's what it felt like, anyway.

She reached the room, barged through the door, and leant over June's bed. That's when the second vision kicked in.

'Oh my God...'

The monitor beeped. Loud, and continuous.

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