Tell My Future is a classic urban legend about a young woman who visits a psychic to have her fortune told and gets a very odd reaction.
There was a young woman who decided to visit a psychic because she was curious about what life had in store for her. Although she didn’t really believe in fortune telling, she thought it would be fun to have her future told.
She arrived at the psychic’s house and was greeted at the door by an old lady in a ragged shawl. The psychic ushered her inside and led her down the hallway to a darkned room. They sat down at the table.
“Can you really tell my future?” asked the woman.
“Of course,” the psychic replied. “Just show me your palm.”
The woman held out her hand and the psychic examined it closely, frowning in concentration. There was a long silence and the young woman became uncomfortable. Suddenly, the psychic went very pale in the face and gave the woman a strange look.
“Is there something wrong?” the woman asked, nervously.
The psychic refused to answer any questions and told the woman it was late and she wanted to go home. There would be no charge for the palm reading. The woman was worried and began asking questions, but no matter how much she begged, the psychic wouldn’t say a word. The woman kept insisting, but the psychic just kept shaking her head and saying the session was over.
Finally, when the young woman began to grow angry, the psychic relented. She took out a pen and paper and wrote something down. Then, she folded it up and put it in an envelope and handed it to the young woman.
“Do not read this until you get home tonight,” she said.
The woman was relieved and stuffed the envelope in her pocket. She thanked the psychic and paid her for her services. They said their goodbyes and the woman left, thinking about the mysterious note and wondering what it could possibly contain.
As the woman crossed the road, she was still deep in thought. She wasn’t looking where she was going and walked right into the path of an oncoming car. The vehicle slammed into her, tossing her in the air like a rag doll. Her broken body bounced along the road a few times, finally coming to rest in a crumpled and motionless heap.
The police arrived and pronounced the poor woman dead on the scene. While rifling through her pockets, looking for identification, an officer came across the envelope. He opened it. The note inside contained four words: “You have no future.”