Story time pt. 2

Hello all!
No I do not suck for not blogging yesturday. I had so many ideas but I couldent blog because my internet was not functioning correctly. So I'll double the blog today.
I'm gonna start with STORY TIME! I know its everyones favorite time now back away from the computer and go sit on the magic carpet....just kidding. I havent lost it yet, its only tuesday I have all week left to go.

So in womans choir Ms. Morton told us a story. We werernt born yet and there was this huge tornado in lawrence. She had friends over at the time and her house didnt have a basment. So her whole family plus her friends where awkwardly standing in the bathroom and she was praying for the storm to end. And when it ended there was a huge double rainbow the most beautiful shes ever seen. And she said she was doing cartweels singing "I can see clearly now the rain is gone". And the whole class started laughing when she sang that line. It reminded me of a memorie of mind......

I was at camp wood which is part of the youth epispical thing I was telling you about. Remember where I met trevin? ring a bell? Anyways there was a tornado and at the time we were at church. We go to church every day twice while at camp. And its a lot of fun because the band is there but theres also horse back riding and lake and you know all the other stuff camps have. Well we were at church and then the pastor stopped in the middle of service (which NEVER happens) and said we're going to have to continue later i've recieved news theres a tornado. Please leave the church in an orderly fashion we've got to go to the safe house thingy(those werent his exact words). So we ran and the safehouse happened to be a room with no airconditioning where we were smushed like sardines for about 45 minutes. It was pretty bad. But afterwards we all ran back to the church there was a rainbow but it wasent SUPER pretty like Ms. mortons and the air felt fresh and then when we got into church we started singing Haleluigah the great storm is over, lift up your wings and Fly. And the singing was so loud and happy. It was a moment in life I was happy to be alive.

Now the storm stories have ended and im gonna talk to you about the author of frankenstien which is what we're reading in advanced english. She met this guy while he was HAPPILY married. after he met her his marrige wasent so hot anymore. He started having a secret affair. In June they got physical and by July the mistress (author of frankenstien) was pregnent. In August the mans wife drowned herself from depresion and two weeks later the man married his mistress. I hate these kinds of storys. Guys have to change. I am all for males are perfection. I love guys. Almost all of them but they create too many of storys likes this. Dont say I do before you love the person. Because you may be happy but think of the pain your old wife feels.

Now Karma comes in the picture. There was some desiese and everyone in the womans family died including her children which is (the worst pain anyone can ever go through, i've heard from tv and books and stuff). Anyways so the husband and wife were devestated and one day the husband went boating and got sucked into like one of those circle thingys in the water and died. She was left all alone with her depression. Now is that Karma or what?

Heres another case of Karma. My mom has a cousin in maryland who shall remind namless. Shes married to this guy name Sebastian. Both people are african One day they were at their church and a pastor came. He was one of those people like benny hinn who get visions and see beyond and all that great stuff. They werent siting together and the pastor called seb up on stage and started praying like there was no tommorow. When he asked whats wrong he said do you live at this adress (keep in mind they had never met the guy) and he said yes. Then he said lady in the red dress come up. And he started praying then he goes back to seb and says wheres your wife and he says its the lady in red up stage with me and he tells them thats hes getting a vision of a coffin in their house and that they should pray. I know this because they go to the same church as all my other relitives how quickly called afterwards to share the gossip

the terrible thing is it happened again in similar fashion. And one of them is really sick.(Seb) Its really scary. he gets sick every year and every year he says its pnemonia but everyone in my house is really worried he has something more serious because hes been getting this "pnemonia" and being forced to stay at the hospital like twice a year. And he looks in bad shape. My parents still think of me as a little kid but I understand. They keep saying they think he has something else hes embarassed to say he has. The thing is aids. But Im serious my parents have never said that word around me. Its like they think if they say it to me ill go out and have sex or something. To some it may be weird but my parents choose not to talk about that kind of stuff with me at all. Good thing? idk