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August 25, 2012
Inexplicable Timing Gotcha

The trip to the fair went off without a hitch. I haven't had that much fun in a long time. It was good to return to familiar surroundings. Early this week I received some bad news though. An old friend posted on their Socialmabob wall that the local police had seized my house. I had someone retrieve some important keepsakes and the like a few months ago and put them in storage. Then I retrieved them from there. Still. If there had been some way I could have sold the house by now and actually safely received the money I would have.

To make matters worse the post said that a suspected booby trap was responsible for seriously injuring an officer when they searched the house for contraband or whatever; maybe to fake that I had terrorist plans lying around or something. That sounds really paranoid, but at this point I never know what exactly to expect. Back to the trap... I didn't purposely leave anything there. I couldn't find a detailed report of what happened, but perhaps it was just like with the fake psychic, except more violent. I can tell you that around Thursday I felt different. I felt like a weight had been lifted off of me and everything seemed a little more brightly coloured. I think I left a tiny bit of myself back in the house, to watch over it I guess, and that's what attacked the officer. Just something else I'm on the hook for.

Why did they seize the house now? Did they get tired of me not returning to it? Are they strapped for cash and going to sell it and everything inside? I don't know what it takes to run a massive semi-black ops group. I'm trying to be funny, a little...

I don't know why the **** they can't leave it alone. It's my house! My grandmother left it to me. This would never have happened had my father not passed away a few years back. He would have never let them get away with it. Admittedly part of that is because they wouldn't be after him. Unless I seriously missed something he was about as psychic as a potato. I think my mother must have passed it on to me. She used to every once and a while know something would happen just before it did happen, or have a dream and some part of it would happen. Nothing spectacular. You hear stories about people doing that a handful of times in their life. Nothing ever comes it. They don't develop out into people like me.

I wish I knew what to do about my house. I'm going to let you go now. Please, don't feel bad. I don't want anyone to have to feel even a bit like I do now. That might actually be like they've won.

Josh.


Tags: family, festival, finances, framed, inheritance, police, psychic, psychokinesis, sadness, Socialmabob, terrorism, thieves.



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