The roads were many and paths not taking,but the ones I did were few and filled with anger or sadness or despair which seemed to be my calling too.

I was nine when it started .
 

I was then walking home from school one day when I saw a penny in front of menI decided too pick it up. That was the beginning of my bad luck, I had this affinity for cotton candy so whenever a carnival came I went there. And this one man sold cotton candy for a penny and I thought why not,the line was long as usual and it was there I decided to change my luck.
 

I got up then the machine that made the cotton candy and as I was giving my penny to the man I tried to smile

Suddenly then too there was a commotion,the machine started going haywire cotton candy everywhere and some even on me too, people laughed at me though I didn't find it funny,just sticky .
 

I went home then ,started too clean off the cotton candy and decided to stay in the rest of the day, Decided to read, I sat on my couch it was a lonely house,just me and I started opening the book I was reading,the current number one bestselling book on charms . 

Suddenly as I turned  a page the pages fell out of the book .I looked up and ask God why this was happening to me ? I knew it wasn't His fault either ,things just happen,life is a given its how we make ourselves out to be that's out problem  too be sure .

Good luck or bad then , that was how we in fact create the situations ,The luck part had nothing to do with what does happen too us . Its life .

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