It's not easy to be me. I've been unlucky since I was ever conceived in my mother's belly. What? It sounds ridiculous? Well, you tell me if I'm unlucky or not. I was born with my umbilical cord wrapped tightly around my neck. How did I survive that? I don't know and sure it does sound like luck but in my case, it wasn't. I should've died that moment. My clumsy mother has been in several accidents when she was conceived with me, and "lucky me" I survived. But, why didn't I die? Why didn't God just call quits and end my life at any of those tragic moments? Maybe he enjoys my pain and suffering, but that couldn't be the case because God is supposed to be a loving God right? Alright, I might sound insane, like which human being would want to end their life before it even began? I guess I'm not human because I seriously wanted to end my life before my mother gave birth to me. Why? Because I was born unlucky damn it! No matter how hard I try in life, I keep staying in the same place, I keep running in circles. I keep getting into unlucky situations that I can never get out of! Every day I ask why me? And to my disappointment, that question never gets answered. But as I get older in this worthless life of mine, to my surprise I bumped into luck. I don't know if it's a dream or not, but all I know is that I can't let go of this luck. Especially when everything seems to be turning around for me.