A lot of bad things have been happening lately. According to my father, I have scratched the car. This could be true, but I've tried to recall the last couple of days and nothing comes to mind. I don't remember a time when I could've scratched the car. Really. Today at the gym, someone stole my car keys. Luckily, I didn't have the car with me today, but still.. someone out there has the same access to my car as I do. Or rather, I did. Here's the thing, my car key are attached to my house keys. But my house keys were in the bottom of my bag, so I'm not understanding why they didn't take anything else. I told my father about this too, and now apparently I'm lying. He thinks I lost it yesterday when I went out with friends. I just wish he would believe me for once.
Another thought came to mind - what if God is trying to send me a message? Maybe all these bad things are happening because I've been drifting. Well, I need him now.
