Lots Of Visions

Today I was in my fifth period Social Studies class. I know this sounds dumb, but I wanted to have a vision, because I hadn't had a vision for a long time. So I closed my eyes, put my fingers in my ears, and concentrated on my friend's face. All of a sudden, I saw a scene with a grassy plain, a red cabin in the background on the left side, and quite a few trees randomly scattered all over the place.

My friend was standing face to face with a tall blond guy. Only it wasn't really face to face because my friend is only about five feet tall and from the looks of it this guy was easily 6'7" or something. And the guy looked pretty menacing, though he wasn't frowning or anything.

And then, the vision disappeared. I wanted to try it again so I went back to my former state and envisioned one of my other friend's faces. I saw him throw a red (I think it was red) Frisbee and a second or two later, something came back and lopped off his head. I know that sounds gruesome, but it scared the poop-snips out of me. My visions almost always came true.

I talked to the first friend I mentioned about my vision (because she has visions) and she said she knew the guy I'd described. Oh joy. I could go on to tell all of the other visions I had today, but it would be creepy. Well I did have one other extremely important fact. In the vision of my first friend and the blond dude, across the bottom of my vision, there were three words. Ash is back. Ash is my first friend's older brother. Or at least, she thought he was. One day, she asked her parents where Ash was at. Her mom said "Who?" She freaked out.

Now you probably don't believe me, but I don't care. I'm telling the straight up truth and if you don't believe me, deal with it.

I want to ask one question. Can I control my visions? And if I can, can I make them influence real life?

Please help. I need to help my friend. Email me at ilvjekdgl (@) hotmail.com.

Thanks,

Nathan.