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The book I was writing (and am still writing) was lost for about three years. I forgot about it (busy with school) but when I remembered it, I kind-of wished that I could find it again then went to bed. The next morning, it was sitting at the end of my bed like it had been there the whole time. Remember, I combed my room the first time I realized it was gone.
That is why I believe there must be some kind of God but maybe we're not meant to know who they are. I wished anonymously, see, like, "If there is someone up there who watches over the world and changes things in it, please let me be able to find my missing book. It means a lot to me and, if I have it again, I promise (to whoever you are) that I will try my hardest to never misplace it again." And I had a big rant like that.