yeah well its pretty much over now (10 30pm) but today was my 15th birthday..i was looking forward to it all week, first thing in the morning my sister gives me this crappy purfume and was like YOU HAVE YOUR OWN PURFUME NOW SO DONT EVER USE MINE YOU STUPIF B*TCH and kicks me, i get abused by her all the time, but you know on my birthday is kind of a downer. then all i got from my mum were like 2 doller pjs, like wth. then because i was slightly upset that my morning had been so crap i decided to say "oh is that all i get?" and of course she starts screaming at me OMFG YOU UNGRATEFUL B*TCH GOD I WENT TO ALL THIS TROUBLE GETTING YOU A PRESENT YOUR SO F*CKING SELFISH. so as she was happily screaming at me i ran in room and cried and cried for like 3 hours, and she didny give a sh*t to even come into my room to see if i was ok. alothough she came in one time just to yell at me again, then we were having people over, and my mum was like GET READY NOW and i was like no get out of my room and shes like FINE WELL HAVE THE PARTY WITHOUT YOU yep real nice considering that the reason they came was ment to be for me, so then my grandparents arive and as my wonderful mother does, she decides to tell them what a b*tch ive been all morning, and made up a load load of crap to make me sound really bad. anyway i did try to get dressed and go out but i couldnt help but cry oh and btw im really f*cking ugly so having to look in the mirror didnt really help, but in the enddddddd i came out and they all gave me mean looks like jeez cheers for the happy birthdays, then all my mum did was yell at me for everything i did like i asked if she could turn the heater on cause i was cold and shes like OMG YOUR SO LAZY DO IT YOURSELF and she then moved five seats away from me how nice, then the highlight of my day was that we were ment to be going out for tea and mum decided to go "NOPE IM NOT TAKING YOU ANYWHERE, IM GOING TO BED" and slammed the door in my face, like this was at like 4pm, and then everyone else left and i spent the rest of the night crying for like 4 hours, i was seriously so heartbroken, like she doesnt give a sh*t about me, then when i was crying she was like SHUT THE F*CK UP IM TRYING TO SLEEP. like her birthday was like a week ago, i spend 400 dollers on her, i spent the whole day with her and if she wasnt smiling i would always make sure there was a smile on her face, and made sure she had the most amazing day ever, from this i was sort of hoping maybs she’d do the same for me, but guess not. now ive spent the whole night all alone and crying on my birthday, seriously i allready have the worst life, i get bullied and im so ugly, my sister beats me up like every week, and because of all the crap going on im failing a lot of classes, yay.anywayz i also have depression so all day ive just wanted to kill myself or have someone kill me, i hate myself and my stupid life and i actually hope i die. i thought id share this with you all cause maybe there could be a slight chance that someone could make me happy, you can call me winy if you want, i guess it is though, probs no one will even read this but anyway cheers if you do.

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Hi there. Okay, so I’m Gabbie, I’m 17, and I’ve been dating my boyfriend for a little over a month. We’ve liked each other for over a year, but just started dating. For the past two weeks, I’ve had a reoccurring dream with him. There are two versions that I have, the first version of the dream goes like this:

I’m in the passenger seat of someone’s car in which the driver is not revealed. I’m going down the express way, and suddenly, the car swerves, and we hit the barrier passenger side first. I fly through the windshield, and lay on the side of the expressway bruised and bloodied up. From that scene, it skips to my boyfriend, Mark, driving in his truck somewhere on a busy road. He receives a phone call from an unrevealed friend of mine, and suddenly swerves his truck into ongoing traffic, dodges multiple cars, and then speeds to the hospital. He runs into the emergency room to find my body lay on a bed, blood pouring out of my head, covered in scratches, unconscious. From there, it skips to the doctor coming in about 4 hours later, his hand in mine, and the doctor telling my family that there is a chance of survival, but it’s slim. I’m awake, but I can’t open my eyes, I can’t move, or respond. Doctors have no way to know I’m conscious. I hear Mark crying and squeezing my hand. From there, I wake up, normally drenched in sweat with stomach pains and tears in my eyes.

This dream won’t go away. It happens all the time. The weird thing is, it’s not always a car accident. In one I get shot, one I have cancer. Multiple different injuries/diseases but all with the same situation. When I’m awake, I’ll have mental visions of all parts of the dreams. It’s always in my head.

Does anyone know what this means? It’s freaking me out, and if you can help, please do!
Well, I have bipolar, but I’ve been on medication for years. As for being psychic, I hope not.
Silena – Thank you. I have actually been, like I previously stated, on medication which covers anxiety. The problem is, I’m not usually anxious or fearing any other time of the day but when I’m asleep, and it’s always the same dream.

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I have a 2003 Hyundai Santa Fe. I just got it and want to put some customized seat covers on it. I wan’t some black ones with like a Yoshi on it since I’m kinda obsessed with Yoshi. I can’t find any or don’t know anywhere I can get some. Help please. If this helps, I live in Los Angeles County so any places in this area would be great too. Thank You!

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I was waiting at the bus stop outside the library when he came up to me. I can’t go back there now. He followed me onto a bus. I am forced to sit in silent pain everyday now, unable to express myself.

When I’m lying awake at 2am, I am thinking of what happened that night. When the curtains flap in the wind, I pray he isn’t out there, that he hasn’t found me. If I manage to fall asleep, it isn’t for long and I awake with my mind full of images too clear. For a moment, I can convince myself it was just a horrible nightmare but reality always comes crashing down on me.

I found my way home that night, barefoot and in the dark. I ran upstairs, before my mum could question me, and into my bedroom, locking the door. I turned the television on, loud enough that no one could hear my crying.

I sat on the cold floor of my room rocking back and forward until my alarm went off the next morning. The thoughts didn’t leave me alone for as much as a second that day.

He had sat on the seat behind me on the bus until it reached my stop. He stood up, pushing me back into my seat and sitting down beside me. By this point, we were the only two on the bus. He covered my mouth so I couldn’t get the attention of the driver, forcing my head down and against the back of the seat. He began to rummage through his bag then pulled out a pocket knife.

I let out a gasp and he made a small slash on my thigh. It was just larger than a paper cut but I could see blood beginning to soak through my white tights. The combination of this and my erratic breathing was making me feel faint.

At this point, when he indicated for me to get off the bus I wasn’t about to object. Holding the knife at his side, he led me down a long driveway to a discrete, rundown house.

It was the next hour of my life in which gave rise to nightmares.

I couldn’t find a way out of that house. I was afraid to make a sound, not that anyone would hear. I was afraid to attempt escape, in case he caught me.

I found an opportunity as he led me into a room with a television. The remote was sitting on top of a small set of drawers by the door, and the television was across the room. He was still carrying the knife. He walked into the room and I grabbed the remote. I switched the television on and pushed the remote behind drawers so he couldn’t get it. Angry, he marched across the room to turn it off. In this moment, I sprinted.

I managed to get my way out of the house, with him right on my tail. As we ran up the driveway he began to gain on me. When I reached the top, I realised I didn’t know which direction we had come from. I turned right and ran as fast as I could. I had left my shoes behind and it must have been cold, but I didn’t notice.

I heard cars and headed in that direction. When we reached the traffic, he would have been less than three metres behind me. I didn’t stop. I ran out in front of cars, just managing to dodge each one, and reached the other side of the road.

I glanced over my shoulder to see him heading back. I let out a huge sigh of relief and began to run again. I ran until I felt safe and found somewhere I recognised. I found my way home that night, barefoot and in the dark.

Even in the distant future, I can’t see a time where the memories of that night will cease to haunt me.

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Anyone know where I can find some firefighter/ fire department accessories for my truck? Basically like seat covers, 4×4 decals, windshield decals, floor mats, etc. I just bought me a new "toy", ’97 Toyota Tacoma V6 4×4, and wanted to load it out with fire rescue gear.

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We are looking for a car and have found a 2000 Lexus GS for ,000. It has all kinds of features including a sunroof, leather interior, cassette player, cd player, radio, seat heaters, etc. It is in excellent condition and the owner gets it detailed annually as well as regular oil changes.

The only thing that bothers me is the high mileage and that it gets about 15-16 mpg city. I will only be driving it in town so I have no idea. Is this a good idea to buy this vehicle? How long do you think it will last? How much do you think it will cost me in the long run?

Your answers and advice are greatly appreciated, thankyou.

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I just purchased a 2011 Ford Fiesta, and I cannot find seat covers to fit it. I don’t think manufacturers have designed any because the car was just released. The rear seat folds over and has a funny split so generic covers don’t work. I don’t want to pay for custom covers to be designed. Does anyone know of a site that offers covers for this car?

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well at my ranch we have this old Chevrolet blazer it doesnt have a cover for the back so its like a truck but i needs work the inside is dirty the seats are dirty and torn up and the tires are bad and it just needs work…my dad said they were going to fix it up and try to sell it but i asked him if i could have it and ill fix it up and keep it and he said the olny problem is where to put it (so he doesnt want it at our house)

so how much is it for me to put it in storage?
btw i live in san antonio texas
just give me a range of howw much it will be
and do you pay monthy or yearly or a one time fee usually?
okayy i cant afford a garage since i dont have a job since im not oln enough lol…the reason my dad probably doesnt want it in our driveway is because it wont be used rite now since i cant legally use it but im going to convince him because its a free car and he wont have to pay for anything i will and he will have to buy me a car anyway when i do turn 16 so i can get to work and this way he wont be paying for it and its not that long b4 i turn 16

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I chose my foil carefully and went to the dummy. I started to strike it with a lot of force. After a couple of minutes, I stopped. My face was dripping with sweat. I drank some water and turned up the air conditioner. I started to beat the dummy up again.
After an hour of training, the dummy was sliced; foam came out from its sides. I sighed and put my foil in my foil cabinet. Enough fencing for now, I thought. I ran into my room upstairs and closed it. My room was Japanese themed. My bed was red and black. The covers were decorated with Japanese letters. The walls were painted red. The top of it, black. My computer on the left, with a couple of books. I went into my closet. I changed from my purple spaghetti sleeved shirt and into a long sleeved red dress.
I ran down stairs and ate some breakfast; an omelet and four pieces of bacon. I ate it quickly and put the dishes into the dishwasher. I took my black coat from the closet and my car keys. I walked to my sleek black BMW.

I sighed as I arrived at the meeting. I gave my car to house, to which we were having our meeting in, was a big blue mansion. A fountain was placed in front covered by different colored roses. I walked in and a talk butler greeted me. He looked like he was around his 40’s. He had dark brown hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a white tux. “Good morning Dr. Evelyn John Myers.”
I smiled and replied,” Good morning. And you must be Ms. Elizabeth’s butler?”
“Yes,” he muttered. “My name is Cody Byres.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said holding out my hand.
He stared at my hand and shook his head. “I really shouldn’t Dr. Myers.”
I frowned. “Understood.”
“Have a nice day Dr. Myers,” he said, gesturing towards the library.
“Thank you,” I muttered walking to the library. Before I left, I looked back at him. Strange, he looked pale. Wait, no, I doubt Elizabeth would…Never mind. I walked into the library.
It was filled with people. I sighed, a meeting is just wonderful….Since I was a senior member, even though I’m only 18, I had to sit up front. In the front, there were name tags. I found my name next to Elizabeth and….”Justin?!” I haven’t seen him in years, and he decides to come to this meeting?!
“Hello Evelyn,” a strange but familiar voice said.
I looked back to see Justin. He seems to have longer hair now, or maybe that was just his bangs. His hair was light blonde. His eyes were deep green. He wore a light green button down shirt which matched his eyes and dark black pants. He was grinning at me like a ridiculous fool.
I rolled my eyes. “Justin,” I said roughly and took a seat.
“Come, I’m sorry,” he begged, with those puppy dog eyes.
“I can’t forgive you now,” I began.
“Why?”
“Well, let’s see,” I paused sarcastically,” my best friend leaves me all alone after telling me what I really am and disappears the next day and never came back until today. Is that a good enough reason for you?”
He sighed and grinned at me nervously. “I know, I know. I didn’t mean to leave, I just had to. There was an emergency and, well…”
I quickly interrupted him,” I don’t care about your reasons now.” I sat down and pretended to look through the meeting plans.
The meeting started when everybody was there. I stood up. “Hello and welcome to the meeting. We shall begin by discussing any problems we have in the society.” I took my seat and looked over the audience.
A girl, about my age, probably new, stood up. “How does everything work here,” she asked smiling at us.
“Well, don’t you have a mentor,” I asked worriedly.
“Yes I do, but, I don’t actually get it,” she said looking down.
“What is your name and who is your mentor?”
“My name is Isabella, my mentor is Ms. Elizabeth.”
“Oh, well then, I’m pretty sure Justin here,” I said pointing to him,” will be happy to help you after the meeting.” Justin smiled at her, and then scowled at me. I put on a big sarcastic smile for him.
“Thank you Dr. Myers,” she said sitting down and smiling widely at Justin.
The only seniors here right now were me, Justin, and Elizabeth. Great, the others haven’t come yet and this is usually the time they come in. I sighed and continued on. All the problems were to be resolved at the end of the meeting.
“Thank you all for coming to the meeting. I hope you enjoy the lunch buffet Ms. Elizabeth has prepared for us,” I said gesturing to Elizabeth. She smiled at me and led the others to the dining room.
I stayed back to clean up the papers, and sadly, so did Justin. I rolled my eyes,” What do you want?”
“What I want,” he starts, but drops down to gather up a pile of papers,” is for you to forgive me.” He put the papers into the file cabinet. Went to me and took my gathered papers and filed them too.
“That’s not going to be possible,” I said. I smiled at him shortly then let it fade away. I left the room before he could say anything.

“I better go now Elizabeth,” I said
Sorry, but some of it was cut because of the lenght I guess.
(Give me your opinions so far. Thanks in adavanced. I’ll try to put the cut part in)
I’ll put the rest maybe later or tomorrow. But it will be on a different question. This will be the title of the question: What do you think of my story so far part 2. Hope you guys will be able to read it!

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I am freezing in cubicle-world…I wear a lab coat over my shirt and have a scarf, I also have a space-heater under my desk, but I’m still cold.

Does anyone know of a seat warmer made for office chairs? Seems like that would be safer and more efficient than a space heater.

Thanks!

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