This is a prologue to a story that I never started. I found it just the other day and if you think it’s any good, review and let me know so I can continue! Thanks! By the way, the dots are there because Fiction Press doesn’t seem to read my spaces… Heh.

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Your lifeline is like a timeline of your whole life. Yes, most doctors call your lifeline that annoying beeping noise that comes from a machine which is commonly known as your pulse. That’s not what I’m talking about.

A lifeline has everything someone has ever down to the exact millisecond they were born, how long they cried and the exact millisecond they died. Creepy?

Do you remember in the pass of your life where there was a time that could take a different road? Ever thought if one person your life was gone, nothing would be the same? Remember all those ‘what ifs’ in life? Yeah, those suck.

Oh, one more thing: what if you stumbled upon something that could take you out of your friends’ lifelines? What if it was activated?

What if?