The Short Story

Chapter 1
It sucks when you're born with bad luck already given to you as a gift from some sort of pissed off deity. Kurea knows exactly how that feels. Before she was even born she was already unwanted, her father was so enraged after the news he wanted to get his wife and abortion because he only wanted one child. Luckily for her Kurea does have her lucky moments, her first was that her mother doesn't believe in abortion and thinks of it as murder. But, then again karma is a double sided sword. Since her father was having another baby he was hoping for it to be a boy.
When she was born it seemed that even the world didn't even want her. It was trying to kill her in the first few seconds of her life outside of her mother's womb. You see, Kurea was choking on her own umbilical cord to the point that she was blue turning to purple. Doctors were too scared to even try cutting it loose, it was so tight to her throat that they might cut her neck and she would bleed out. Her parents "gave the ok", but they only basically said "who gives a s**t, take the chance."
She doesn't remember much of her life as a little child except for the stories she was told. Little things like her uncle accidently dropping her down the stairs at two years old, then falling down the stairs again months later, only in a baby walker this time. She was never the favorite child. That title went to her older sister. Her sister was five years older than Kurea and she was perfect. She was smart, athletic, popular, who wouldn't want her as part of the family. This made her parents expect a lot from Kurea. The question was "would she let them down?"
Now, obviously if her parents don't want her they would find her a babysitter, and they did. An older couple who lived about a mile away from them took the job. They were the first good thing that had happened to Kurea in her whole life. She spent most of the time there, even a whole day there when there was a flood warning and her mother and father refused to pick her up. Kurea truly loved them more than her own mother and father. I think they saw that because when Kurea was baptized her babysitters became her godparents. They continued to babysit little Kurea but now refused pay. It was weird; usually the people that befriend Nayre's parents end up hating Kurea, but not them. Never them, they loved her more than anyone in her life. They spent almost every day together. The funniest thing that happened to Kurea when she was there was when they secretly gave her a sip of coffee when she was three. She was bouncing off the walls, literally.
Another person who cared a lot for Kurea was of course, her grandmother. She became Nayre's new babysitter and she took shifts between her grandmother and her godparents. Her grandmother wasn't like her godparents. She was older, calmer, more at peace with life than anyone in her life was. When Kurea was over at her house they would talk and watch television. Shows like Jeopardy, Wheel of Fortune, Celebrity Squares, you know the old game shows. Sometimes when she would want time alone, usual to watch soap operas that she would know Nayre would hate, she would let Kurea on the computer. Kurea was about five year old now so it was ok. It was just one room away so she could hear anything and everything that happened. Having three people love Nayre was just fine to her she didn't know any better, she was a child she loved everyone back, even her mother, father, and sister who didn't even want her born. Of course after everything was getting good at home, schools starts to make her life worse.


Chapter 2
She had no clue what happened to her in school. Up until the third grade she was popular and everyone liked her. Then, for some reason all he classmates stopped talking to her, making fun of her, no one wanted to work with her, or help her, and they all avoided being near her. The worst time of the day for her was recess. Nobody wanted her to play any games, so she would just walk around and watch as everyone played for half an hour. It seemed as if her fall from grace in school also impacted her school work. After the second grade her grades dropped dramatically. She went from an honor student, like her sister, to the worst in the class. Because of this her home life got worse. Her parents were disappointed and constantly compared her to her sister. She even became their slave. She had to clean after her sister, cook for her mom some nights, and got blamed for every bad happening in the house by her father. She couldn't even visit her grandmother or godparents unless her family visited too.
She had a crush on this boy who rarely talked to her but, when he did it seemed as if he actually liked her back. But then, as if the evil god wasn't done tormenting her, he moved away in sixth grade without a word. She didn't even know what had happened until the seventh grade when someone finally told her that he moved away. She did have a few here and there friends, but they would only talk to her if they had no one better to talk to.
As time went on she became less and less like the cookie cut outs of her class. Her cousin's musical influence helped with that. He introduced her to everything that others tried to keep away from her. Bands like: Smashing Pumpkins, Garbage, Weird Al Yankovic, Blink 182, Queen. Then as she got older it escalated into other, harder, more adult bands. She started listening to people like: Slipknot, Metallica, Disturbed, H.I.M, A.F.I, System of a Down, CKY, Billy Idol, Kill Hannah. But, by doing this she became more and more like the Black Plague in school. Listening to this music also made her thinking about what was happening in her own home. Her rebellion started in the end of seventh grade into the beginning of eighth. Her parents were so mad they took her to a psychiatrist to see why she was doing this, but Kurea never talked. In fact to piss off the psychiatrist she answered him in sign language, which she was taught in class. That is until he brought in a translator, then she became silent. This continued three days a week for a month, after her parents didn't get a word out of her for a year they gave up and let her do whatever.
In high school it seemed that she changed. The horrible trauma from her middle school left her permanently scared. She no longer tried to make any friends. She thought that she was different for anyone to like her now. Her year didn't start off to well, she flunked the placement testing that she was put into a remedial class for the students who have trouble reading. She didn't have trouble reading she just didn't care about the placement and never read any of the excerpts on the tests. Then the bad luck continued, her I.D picture was horribly ugly, whose wasn't, but she didn't know that because she wasn't talking to anybody. People learned her name from only the attendance sheet, and she only spoke when she had to. She even sat alone at lunch for the first two weeks of school. After that a group of upper classmen came up to her as noticed that she looked lonely and if she wanted to sit with her. That never happened to her before, nobody but her grandmother and godparents talked to her first, so of course she agreed. They all started talking and suddenly they started talking about her sister, apparently they knew her. Kurea said that she was her sister. EVERYONE screamed and shouted "Oh my God! Why didn't she ever talk about you?" her simple and only answer to that was "Why would she, she doesn't exactly like me." Strangely that topic created a relationship that would continue until their graduation.
High school for her seemed to get better after that, she made more friends along the way. Nayre became popular and had more friends than she was ever used to. She even had her first boyfriend during Christmas but, they didn't last too long after that. Ironically her ex-boyfriend hooked her up with one of his friends who really liked Kurea. She wasn't allowed to date, so it was kind of confusing to him when she said she couldn't when he asked her out. After a few days of depression for the boy, Kurea finally explained that she wasn't allowed to date, that she said she couldn't, not that she didn't want to. Kurea finally felt accepted and it seems like the pissed off deity finally calmed down and lifted her "gift".
After that moment her freshman year was great. She was popular, her parents stopped trying to change her, and she is passing her classes. Life was great. Even by accident she followed her sister's footsteps and joined the school's play. She was in the stage crew. She built the sets, painted them, and ran them out during the play. She finally had her own group of friends and was liked by people her age. She had a boyfriend who, by the end of freshman year, had fallen head over heels for her. Except for her grades her life was great, but she didn't care about her grades. Her life was getting good for once and this time it felt like it was going to last.

Reviews

[FreeSoulLoveDance]

This was really good. A few misspellings and other grammer but w/e lol I still liked it. Now that I kno you I see how it is for you and i'm sorry. But don't worry it'll get better. :) I wouldn't mind reading more.

---Kim

[Crawford]

You have written one of the three best opening lines I have ever read.

It sucks when you're born with bad luck already given to you as a gift from some sort of pissed off deity.

That is great. Keep up the good work. Remember that rewriting is as important as getting the first draft down. I write for an hour then go to something I wrote a few days before and go back over it. It is much easier to do now than when I was in highschool and had to write and rewrite by hand. Keep up the good work.