You can't make this stuff up.
We've all told stories that no one else has believed yet were 100 percent true. My life is made up of many of these stories, but the greatest of them all is the Sign story.
When I was 11 my mother and I drove from Portland, Oregon, down to Sacramento San Diego (apparently I forgot. I was reminded of the actual location), California, for my ( Read more... )
When I was 11 my mother and I drove from Portland, Oregon, down to Sacramento San Diego (apparently I forgot. I was reminded of the actual location), California, for my ( Read more... )
April 1, 2004
I was at home in Arizona alone when a lightning storm broke out. Being the person that I am, I rushed outside to have a better view. Lighting was flashing all over, in good distance away and the dust was just starting to pick up.
Deiciding I needed a better view I began to climb the fence around our yard so that I could either hop it or sit on top of it. So I crawled up the trash can and onto the wall.
Just as I was about to hop over the wall lighting flashes again, hitting the ground directly in front of me. All I saw for a brief moment was brilliant purple light.
Had I jumped down I most certainly would have been hit. I jumped down and looked at the driveway around me and the wall, there were no signs of it being hit at all by lightning. The only reason I know I didn't make this up was because as I shakily walked to the front yard I heard two people down the street running over to me shouting, "Did you see that?!"
Most certainly I did.
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