In the black-pretty village, the family lived on the black and pretty street. And one day a little boy from this family found right at the gate of his house a large black needle. It was…
Oh, oh well, adults, and believe in fairy tales.
Not all, but most of us believes in signs. Red sunset — in the morning it will be cold, a black cat acted across the road — wait for trouble, the woman with empty vendsa on the way came across — you can do anything all day, everything will be «empty.» Well, if the needle came across the gate — wait for trouble. Someone decided to lime you.
Two weeks ago, it happened to us.
We once recalled the boardwalk in the courtyard in front of the rustic house just purchased. Although the boards were specially processed from rotting, but 50 years are still deadline, so they rotted capital. They worked from dawn to sunset, it was necessary to hurry, because it was rained and I didn’t want to turn into an impassable swamp.
On the third day, when the work was already approaching the end, we decided to try how the car would travel to our improvised reliever. The father-in-law was covered by his «general Volga» and from all Mach jumped into the courtyard.
At first there were suspicions for a sacrifice or a nail somewhere in the grass, but our expectations were not justified. In the front left wheel of the Volga braced a hefty needle.
Yes, not just a needle, but the fool! Such needles, to be honest, in his city life I never understood. Rate the size.
At this time, my half fell on the porch in order to call your employees to dinner. Natalia noticed our «shushukny» and went closer:
-Sama look! Won which needle was found in front of the gate. Father drove into the courtyard, and the Volga caught her wheel.
-Oh, you say before the gate? This is no accident. Vadim, did you pump anyone? You’re in the village just a month, and you already throw such things!
self, anyone and nothing!
I saw in my eyes, I did not believe. All evening wife walked Gruma and strangely mowed on me. As if he decided to put a cross on me or early. And late in the evening showed a needle neighbor.
That climbed even more. I looked at my aura, I posted that I took a needle in my hands, the black energy could go to me. She said that the needle would need to be discharged into the oven, at least in the bath, and be sure to go on Sunday to the temple and pray.
Another neighbor was connected to the point. She seemed to check not only aura, karma, but also a pedigree to the seventh knee inclusive. She said that the case is very serious. You need to urgently save the guy. That is me. Maybe even worth ordering prayers from the father. Since the needle is clearly black, I will soon become a very big tripled. At all.
At this time, the male part decided to connect me to the neighbor-female conservuel. A neighbor came to the group of women, Grandfather Kolya. I heard about the plans to repair my aura, thought and says:
-And where did you find the needle?
Outside the courtyard, right before the gate lay.
-Well, taking this needle!
Women immediately warned:
-To many hands no longer take. Remember about black energy.
Printed in a glove. Grandfather Nicholas took her right in his hands and let her stroke and laugh. All women have eyes rounded to sizes a little more than a bidon with milk (that’s what the black energy does with people). And he turns and says:
Last year, with the former owner of your house on a bench sat, the network was rejected. Well, we «jerked» well. Yes, so that we fell asleep right there, a shop. And when I woke up at night, I did not find the needle. In the morning everything was typing, even tried, nothing! And it turns out to be where it was lying, at the gate! This needle of my father is still wrought. Now they do not find such.
And in the temple I was still advised to go. Yes, I myself wanted, the beauty of an extraordinary beauty say there.
Did you have such situations?