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buckle kind of looked like a flying saucer. Her earrings were silver colored
and had like a UFO design. Her sneakers were also silver colored but it was
obvious they had been painted. She also wore a silver headband and had a
walkman in her belt. Looking at her I thought they only thing missing was
an antennae coming out of her head. I also remember thinking that she was
definitely cuckoo. She dressed like an extraterrestrial and found out where I
lived to ask me questions or tell me she comes from Venus, what I
character, I thought.
From that whole ordeal I learned you can’t to judge a book by its cover.
She didn’t say anything in regards to my comment about her exercising.
She just stared at me like a mad lady and then got off her UFO-bicycle and
walked up to me very serious. She then said: “I bring you a message”. She
looked scary now that I was closer to her. She had a lot of makeup and was
painted like an Egyptian. Thought she was very pretty what she inspired
was bewilderment.
- My name is Helena and I’ve been chosen. – She said.
Another one that had her fuses burned, I thought. I really wasn’t going to
let this one in. Not a chance in hell! Playing along I asked:
- Chosen for what?
- Chosen for the master plan. – She replied. – I was there with you
and the others in that preparation place.
She then assured me her mind woke up when she saw me on television and
the magazine. Who was this woman?
- We’ve all been chosen to bring light and energy. Our day will
come.
She kept talking in a very mystical and mysterious was; like she were
seeing everything she was talking about in a crystal ball or reading
someone’s palm. I didn’t know how to get rid of her without being rude. I
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