| Title | : | Incongruous |
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | |
| ISBN | : | - |
| Language | : | English |
| Format Type | : | Kindle Edition |
| Number of Pages | : | 179 |
| Publication | : | Published February 2, 2021 |
Life began living in a flat above estate agents as my dad started his career and family.
Eight years later, at the age of eleven, letters were being handed out about a school camp to the forest of dean. With much debate, I was allowed to go. On arrival, making new friends, we decided to go around and scare everybody one night. Then, a spaceship landed a strange being, calm, alert, frightened of what to make of its hooded creature. Bright eyes walking up the passageway did not create any noise. To my surprise, it stopped when it reached me, staring with a glaring posture, I was still awake for some reason. I decided not to scream and lowered my head towards the pillow, scared of what's occurred. It vanished under the flaps of the door like a thief in the night.
As the years went by, I encountered a strange sensation that changed my life. Nearing the end of September, I phoned mum to wish her a Happy birthday. As I talked to her, she informed me that nan's condition was life-threatening. Our chat continued, and I had an odd feeling I felt a few times in my life. So powerful than before, best as somebody is in your head, couldn't move, still talking to my parents, the voice said, " She will die on the twenty-third of October."
The fearful day arrived. The plan was to be in everybody's face, making coffee, playing pitch, and putt saying hi or hello to anybody, smiling as the evening was in play. But instead, I went into the staff room to have dinner—a last stroll around the area before going to my room. I came to terms with nothing that happened.
As dawn stretched her legs, drew the curtains apart, greeted the world dressed, and ran downstairs to prepare for the day to pass, the second chef said, "Good Morning."
Feeling good about myself, he " The manager was looking for you yesterday?."
I " What for?."
He " Your nan died."
Six months later, at work I received another strange sensation the voice said, " You are heading for a disaster."
I picked up many books on various subjects and researched what this could mean, from world war three to meteors, even viruses; in the lounge, minding my own business, I picked up a copy of the Sunday Times from the table. An article regarding Planetary conjunction was due to happen on the fifth of May 2000. That stated other events were responsible for earthquakes and other natural disasters.
I began looking at everything from a month before to a month after. Then, finally, I noticed the events, like lousy weather and earthquakes, were still happening. So I searched the internet, knowing which direction to go.
A pen to paper and wrote everything on conjunctions, eclipses, tornadoes, and volcanoes. And other extreme weather patterns. I applied the principle of a month before and a month after to this random selection over four years. It worked for the first time I found a solution to the problem.
Eight years later, at the age of eleven, letters were being handed out about a school camp to the forest of dean. With much debate, I was allowed to go. On arrival, making new friends, we decided to go around and scare everybody one night. Then, a spaceship landed a strange being, calm, alert, frightened of what to make of its hooded creature. Bright eyes walking up the passageway did not create any noise. To my surprise, it stopped when it reached me, staring with a glaring posture, I was still awake for some reason. I decided not to scream and lowered my head towards the pillow, scared of what's occurred. It vanished under the flaps of the door like a thief in the night.
As the years went by, I encountered a strange sensation that changed my life. Nearing the end of September, I phoned mum to wish her a Happy birthday. As I talked to her, she informed me that nan's condition was life-threatening. Our chat continued, and I had an odd feeling I felt a few times in my life. So powerful than before, best as somebody is in your head, couldn't move, still talking to my parents, the voice said, " She will die on the twenty-third of October."
The fearful day arrived. The plan was to be in everybody's face, making coffee, playing pitch, and putt saying hi or hello to anybody, smiling as the evening was in play. But instead, I went into the staff room to have dinner—a last stroll around the area before going to my room. I came to terms with nothing that happened.
As dawn stretched her legs, drew the curtains apart, greeted the world dressed, and ran downstairs to prepare for the day to pass, the second chef said, "Good Morning."
Feeling good about myself, he " The manager was looking for you yesterday?."
I " What for?."
He " Your nan died."
Six months later, at work I received another strange sensation the voice said, " You are heading for a disaster."
I picked up many books on various subjects and researched what this could mean, from world war three to meteors, even viruses; in the lounge, minding my own business, I picked up a copy of the Sunday Times from the table. An article regarding Planetary conjunction was due to happen on the fifth of May 2000. That stated other events were responsible for earthquakes and other natural disasters.
I began looking at everything from a month before to a month after. Then, finally, I noticed the events, like lousy weather and earthquakes, were still happening. So I searched the internet, knowing which direction to go.
A pen to paper and wrote everything on conjunctions, eclipses, tornadoes, and volcanoes. And other extreme weather patterns. I applied the principle of a month before and a month after to this random selection over four years. It worked for the first time I found a solution to the problem.
