Mishra was a twenty-five year old fortuneteller. She is a teller for a living. I was going to get married by the end of the year. It was a little early but John, my fiancée helped me organize our wedding and we went to so many places. We looked for cakes, the venue and decorations.

As we were driving, we saw Mishra alone; no one was going to her. A lot people have been saying that her telling’s are true; a lot of her costumers got scared. I didn’t believe what the others were saying. I believed in what I believed in.

I went up to Mishra. I wanted to give it a try and I wanted Mishra to feel that she was still getting costumers. Mishra had a different way of telling people their future. She used cards, not by hand or any other things. She would pick ten cards out of twenty and I would pick five out of the ten. Those five cards I picked would be telling my future.

She laid out the cards one by one as she was laying them one by one, the first card was an Ace with a gun, second card was a king which had a baby on it, third card was a queen which has bad guys killing a woman, the fourth one was a jack which had a broken heart and the last one was a ten which had death.

I was really shocked with the result but then again I didn’t believe it. I was really skeptical about a lot of things. As I left, Mishra ran to me because I left my phone. While I was driving I couldn’t stop thinking what Mishra showed me. I was feeling very nervous and I didn’t feel good.

As soon as I got home I had a hot shower and went to bed. John wasn’t home when I came, I was very tired and I couldn’t wait any longer, I went to sleep.

Next morning, I woke up to a beautiful view outside the window, warm breeze flew at my face and it felt really good. I was very hungry, I was craving a lot of food it didn’t it feel right. Everything was hurting; John called me down to eat breakfast. As I was eating I had an urge to vomit, I didn’t know what was happening. It got me thinking if I was pregnant but I wasn’t sure. John took me to the hospital… Later on, I had an ultrasound it was true I was pregnant!

It was slowly getting to me. I remembered the card, it had a baby and now it’s happening to me. I went back to Mishra.

“Mishra I’m pregnant, it happened just like on the card” I remarked.

“Im happy for you!” Mishra replied with a fake smile.

Mishra didn’t look happy, but I didn’t worry about it, I thought maybe she’s just having a bad day. Mishra didn’t like what happened, she was scared that the other cards might happen. Mishra had to leave. I left and went straight home.

John and I have been having arguments these past few days. He’s always in a bad mood and I couldn’t help it. I didn’t worry about it too much I left it. I was always alone at home I didn’t have anyone’s company.

John had been getting a lot of calls, he always look so worried. He would be drinking before he comes home. I was really worried for him I didn’t know how to help.

I have been dreaming about bad guys. Guns, knives were pointed at me, torturing me. It was pitch black, cold and foggy. So many guys were coming after me I wasn’t sure why. They shot me right through my left upper arm. I fell on the ground. I woke up… it was only just a dream.

Later on, john came to me. He wanted to talk, I was feeling nervous. John wanted to end the wedding and our relationship. Arrogant and demanding, I was in tears I thought he was joking. Not anymore, because tonight he intended to end it. This time he meant it. I was heart broken.

I woke up from my nap, john came home, was in a hurry I wasn’t sure what was happening. There were guys chasing after him. He joined a gang he thought were good guys. John was holding a gun, I had no idea he had one. I went upstairs as fast as I can, they heard my footsteps. They followed me up, I ran as fast as I can but it wasn’t enough they got me.

They caught me, grabbed me tightly right at my upper arm, I was hurt I screamed for help. John couldn’t help me he was being tied up. John did something horrible but he wouldn’t tell me. I hear shouting and gunshots across the room.

My stomach it was hurting. 10 minutes later pain went away, I looked down I see blood dripping down my legs… the baby is dead. I cried loudly and could not believe what happened. I couldn’t take it anymore, I cried for so long and screamed for help.

‘Bang Bang’! Gun shots across the room.

“John! John! Are you there?” I screamed loudly.

I received no reply John was dead… I was alone in the room. As the guy walk away I quietly stood up and tried to escape. It was too late they heard my footsteps and caught me. They killed me alone with John shot me right at the middle of my stomach. I was dead…

10 days have passed. There was a 17-year-old boy, Michael who witnessed the attack. Reported to the police and detectives have been trying to find information about the attack. No one else saw what happened, Michael didn’t have much information; it was left just like that.

Later on, the detective found out who the killers were. They don’t know why but they caught them and put them in jail for 20 years of imprisonment. It was done.