It was one Wednesday morning when I first heard about The Secret. They were telling on the radio how it works and how you just have to believe and you will get everything you’ve ever asked for. I was like, whaaat? And then I thought that it was another stupid American thing (no offense).
Few weeks later I saw this book on my friends bookshelf. I asked if I could borrow it and on the same night I read first 100 pages. I was really confused how I could use the power of attraction. But I tried….
This may sound lame or whatever but I had a test week and I was struggling with maths and I desperately wanted to get a good number from it. I said out loud that, “I want to get 9 (it’s like A in the USA) from the test.” And I also drew a paper to where I put the number 9. I chose the very number because I thought that it could be possible even without The Secret because usually in our school those math teachers only give whole numbers from tests, and not like 9 1/2. But this teacher was different. She gave those half numbers.
And when I got my test back… there was something I actually expected. Number 9. No more, no less. Nine. And boy my life changed from that tiny little thing.
Last night I read a bit more of The Secret. This morning I woke up, washed my face, told to my mirror image that I am beautiful, perfect, I have beautiful blonde hair and shiny blue eyes. I told that today’s gonna be a wonderful and interesting day. Oh yes. And the rest is history.