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Any revisions or suggestions on the following narrative by me will be greatly appreciated, thank you

[b]I copied this directly from word so the indents and stuff are messed up, what I really need to know is when/where should I indent, and if my dialogue that is in quotations are placed correctly, thank you[/b]

The tent on the outside looked ominous and eerie, unlike the other attractions that the fair had. Wasalu was skeptical of fortune telling in general and he went only to lessen his conscience's everlasting doubt. Even in his darkest of times, Wasalu never felt like a prey waiting to be poached as he did now. While approaching the tent, a masculine figure stopped him. The brute shouted,
"Are you here to seek the answers to your questions, or are you here because the answers have brought you here?"
Wasalu thought that this was all a part of a gimmick, so he responded " I have no questions so I could not possibly want an answer, now let me through."
This was Wasalu's second sin that he committed, lying. The first was believing a gypsy, could possibly foresee his future. A power that he believed was only possesable by God. As he went through the curtains a dim presence followed him. The cliché round glass ball and round table that most fortune tellers have, were not here. An old, creepy and daunting lady was the only living thing present.
"Welcome, child" the women said.
Unfazed by the echoes off her creepy voice, Wasalu responded with,
"Tell me what you know about me"
Laughing heartily, the woman responded,
"You do not have to be a prophet to know that you are a man of God, which makes you an example of a walking oxymoron." "Here you stand high, yet you enter a tent seeking your future?" "You should have the belief that your future is made up of what your God wants and that it is best for you."

Wasalu angrily replied,
"I have no money if that is why you are telling me the obvious, if you-"
"You think that I do not already know that?" the lady replied, just as hostile, "Shut your mouth and sit down"
Wasalu went to a chair, and the fortune teller proceeded to tell him about what she saw in his future.
"You have had a very dark past, something that has been bothering you since you stepped foot on this country" "You hope that by coming here you will be able to let go of that and move on," the fortune teller said.
Wasalu, again, did not care for what she said because he knew that fortune tellers stated something un-commonly common to make it seem as if they knew what was going to happen. Wasalu then said,
"Tell me something that is not a guess, which you know of me that I do not know of myself"
The woman boldly replied
"You are Wasalu, you have been an orphan since eight years old, I can go on forever but I am going to tell you the answer you are seeking but it comes with deadly news." "Are you willing to take it?"
Wasalu said,
"I am a man of God; nothing fears me, go ahead and tell me."
The woman sighed, and said,
"You are going to die soon, and because of your arrogance and pride of being a man of God I know that you will not believe what I have just said." "Therefore, to subdue that belief and answer the question you truly have come here for, here it is"
A long pause occurred, after the woman had recollected herself she silently said
"You are looking at her, I am your mother."