Is my life normal?
My name is L. and I think I lead a normal life. Many dramatic things have happened to me that most people have the fortune of not experiencing but I think these events are my destiny. You see, my mother died in childbirth. I was adopted by Uncle and lived on his ranch in the desert through my childhood. About the time I was seventeen I decide I wanted to join the armybut my uncle was completely against this. This created lots of tension between us in that tyear. Later that year, I had my first major event that I think was part of my destiny. My uncle had just bought two new steers. Later I discovered a note in the mouth of one of them. This strange note appeared to be written by a girl, and she said she was in danger of her life. Having read this I was worried, and wanted to turn it over to the police,but I had neglected the steers and they wandered off into the night. I decided to keep thos note to myself. The next day I went to look for them and found them a few miles away. I had not realized it, but I had entered the Indian reservation nearby our town, and behind my back shots were fired by the hostile residents. I fled for my life but they followed me. As I ran a I heard a truck drive closer and when I turned around, an old man pulled me inside.
I saw that the man was out neighbor, Ben. He was very old and I was amazed he had saved me. He took me back to his house about a mile away from mine. I was uncomfortable at this point since he was considered by local kids as crazy and my uncle told me this too. But that day he seemed more friendly. Strangely, he told me he had something to tell me. He then told me that my father, who was dead, had been a general in the army and that it was my destiny to join as well. This was crazy, but sounded good then. I wanted to learn about my fathe rmore and At this time I felt compelled to show him the note. For some reason, I trusted him deep down. He read the note and was shocked. At this point I knew he knew something I didn't.
Ben told me then how he used to be a general in the army as well and that he knew my father. I now trusted him more than anyone else. He told me to come to the city with him, and we would help the girl in danger. I really wanted to help this girl as her note had moved me so. So I came with him to the city. There he met with a man he said would help us reach the army base. This may sound crazy but I was hooked by this man then. The man owned a bus and we were to leave the next day. However he man suddenly became alarmed. A police car approached his house. The man was afraid And piled us all in right then and drove like hell away. We were going over 100.
I am too emotionally unstable to share the next part with you but I will say I am safe now. Was it normal to do this when I was seventeen?