[ WP ] A world much like ours , but each person is able to see the exact date of everyone else 's death , except for their own .

There was something wrong. My mom's date has changed. That could n't happen, could it? I stare at her, preparing breakfast with her back to me. It's really changed. 
 
 I turn to confirm with my dad who was watching the morning news -- 
 
 His has changed too! What was going on? I look at my mom again. And then my dad. 
 
 ``'Morning,'' yawned my sister, coming down the stairs. No. No no no. Why had all their dates changed? 
 
 `` It's 8am on a beautiful July morning --'' I hear the newscaster announce. I begin to panic. What was that date he just said? 
 
 `` Hey, fatso --'' my sister begins. And then she stops. She stares at me, eyes wide. `` Your -- your date --'' she stammers. My what? I ask her. She opens her mouth to say something, but the doorbell rings. 
 
 I open the door and only get a glimpse of the visitor. Oh, I think, and then nothing.
