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My satellite dish and air conditioner in front of my house were taken and the person broke them and threw them in a nearby lake while I was away on vacation. Is there a way I could find out who did this?
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Voting Question: Can you make any sense of these dreams at all? Please help if you do tarot or are a pyhchic. PLEASE!?
For three nights now, i’ve had some pretty weird dreams. And i couldnt sleep but at 1:15 am i fell asleep EACH night. The fourth night (last night) nothing happened and i couldnt sleep. Now in itself, three is my number, it relates that im the third child of my mothers, I am the third brother. etc; anyways;
first nights dream was me and the girl i like go to a circus. this really preppy annoying girl from our school named heather gets called down by the circus director. They bring out an elephant, the lights go out in the circus, and the elephant and heather are gone. The director proceeds on trying to make the audience feel its part of the act but hes nervous as well and is sweating tremendously. Out came the tight ropists, they walk the tightrope and do their tricks, then the rope breaks and the circus tent collapses with everyone screaming. later on only ‘3′2 people found out of a whole stadium like structure. No bodies, no anything.
The next night, the girl i like, Her father begins to hate me for some reason, and tries to not get her to be around me. I make ‘3′ abstract paintings to give to her, and paint ‘3′ roads in ‘3′ different colors, yellow, white, and green, saying “I” on the first, “love” on the second, “*******” (her name, im not releasing.) when i finished painting the roads i left the abstracts on her front porch, as i walk away, her father comes out with a shotgun, when i turn towards him i notice that theres littererally an RV inside their house. on the RV window in my green paint, it said “we will be together” (then i woke up)
Third night, i found myself in a lake underwater, but the lake was frozen. there was no hole i fell through. as i look around, i look in back of me and notice, the 32 people were behind me floating in the water unconsious.
And another thing i need help with, several years ago, i had a dream about this girl i like now, that i just met not too long ago. But i was in a medievil castle in the day time, and this woman walked down a stone staircase layered in organic flowers, this woman was wearing a hooded black robe with a white tie belt. She turned towards me halfway down the staircase and looked at me, she lowered her hood and smiled at me. ( then i woke up) keep in mind, this looked exactly like the girl i like now, however i didnt know this girl until about a month ago..
How? what does this mean? all of it? or am i just taking it into consideration too much? But doesnt it seem weird all of them are linked to eachother?? This is starting to really bother me. PLEASE do the best you can to help.
thank you.
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Resolved Question: Could you read this second draft?
I just write for fun, but could you take a read of it and tell me what you think of it?
Prologue –
People say when someone dies, their body begins to shrink. Blake looked down at her; she looked as if she could fit inside his wallet. Blake didn’t have a clue about what to do next as he sat there, looking at the body of his mother, the only person who’d ever truly understood him. The nurses had all left him a while ago, but not before they could mutter a few sympathies and get back to their jobs. He had such great respect for them. To be able to work in a place where they would see death at work, but still manage to a smile on their faces for the next patient they were treating. He would never be able to muster up the courage to do that. He couldn’t even cope with one death. With this thought in his mind, he picked up the frail hand of his mother and whispered to her through the tears, “What am I going to do now?”
A week later Blake was standing in front of the mourners in the pews who were all expecting a prepared, heart-warming speech on the highlights of her life. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth, only to find that not a sound could escape. He tried again, but nothing. He hung his head, ashamed at himself for not even managing to say the final goodbye to his mother. It was then that he realized that none of this would have mattered to her. She had hated funerals, she didn’t even go to his father’s, deciding that wearing black for a month was a better deal. The only way she could cope. He let out a laugh for the irony of it all and sat back down.
He was driving to the reception, where people would form a line and offer him empty words to him just so they can eat from the buffet of sandwiches a caramel wafers that he had paid for, when he made a U-turn in the road and set off for his house. He had lived there all his life. His mother had given it to him when he was just 19. She had decided she wanted to live in sheltered housing, where she could be properly looked after. He had offered to do that for her, but she had told him to go out and enjoy his life. That she wouldn’t be the reason for him not being able to become everything she knew he could be. It was a small detached house at the end of street, just near the local woods.
The woods were a haven for an over-imaginative child like he was. He would get home from school, dump his bag in the front door, and head straight for them. It was his escape from reality, where he could be a strong knight, rescuing the pretty maiden in distress, a soldier fighting enemy forces of single-handedly, or even a sword-fighting pirate looking for sunken treasures beneath hidden the murky surface of the lake. He had found the lake at the age of 9, during his adventures as the psychic superhero. He was going to run home and ask his mother to phone the news so he could announce his discovery of Lake Vanessa, named after his crush, but instead he decided to keep it to himself. He marked the route back with fabric he ripped off the bottom of his trousers so he could find it again and again. As he grew older he visited the woods and the lake less, and less frequently, until he forgot his way to his secret lake. And it was his lake, because in all the time he went there he had never seen a single person. Ever.
So this was where he set off for on foot, so he could be alone with the thoughts he had of the only person he had ever talked about his lake to.
Chapter 1 –
He walked up to the entrance of the woods, keeping to the path. He kept marching along, keeping a steady rhythm, until a small fluttering piece of fabric in the low-hanging branches caught his eye. It was what he had been searching for. The way back to Lake Vanessa.
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