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i walk the darken streets...
noticing the people walk by not noticing me...
*smirks* they dont notice me for i chose not to be seen by the human eye...
i watch the happy people walk around me...
i sniff out the human i want...
seeing her walk around the corner towards my direction...
"ah there you are" i smirk...
the girl is young about 17 years old...
she is in all black, my guess trying to blend into the background of night...
wanting to be invisible...
i can sense all the pain in her...
can smell the sorrow...her fears...her desire for death...
she'll be fun to play with for awhile now...
yes im rotten...and evil...and corrupt...
but come on now...im bad luck...of course im all those things and much more...
my pleasure is torturing you humans...
so badly to see how you will react...
most can cope with bad luck...believing their "God" will come and give them their perious deserved good luck...
but the truth is humans...your God doesnt give a damn about you...
its the truth folks...im glad he doesnt...
it makes my life easier if he stays on his a** all day doing nothing...
makes torturing you humans more pleasurable...more enjoyable...
ah the sweet scent of pain...
the scent of anguish...and giving up...
now i dont smell that scent much...
cause so many hope for something good to come through all the bad...
what fun is that...not being able to break your spirits...
ah but this girl...she is so far broken...
long before i found her...
can smell other of my companions have played with her as well...
she sure is fun to play with...
little bad luck here...little bad luck there...
and what she wants...is death...
she has given up on life...and on hope...
maybe its from long ago...when a friend of my killed her father...when only four months old...
oh that was the start of this childs bad luck...
and now im here to give her more...
we bad luck givers enjoy playing with our puppets...you humans...
and i enjoy playing with her...
whenever she is starting to feel a slimmer of happiness...
i come and take it away...
show her the evils...the pain around her...
her fate...you could say...
once someone has bad luck...its almost impossible to get rid of it...
unless your a church goer...and believe in hope and God...
then though bad luck happens to you...its no fun for us to play with for long...
we get bored with your religious kind...rather quickly...
but the kind thats has no hope and repeatedly curses God's name...
oh they are fun...
and this child has cursed God's name for years...
blaming him for all the death in her life...
yes we are cruel...killing so many people and animals in her life...
but i cant not say it wasnt fun...
and im sure more death awaits her life...
for bad luck is embedded in her...in her genes...in her heart...in everything concerning her...
we will never leave her...
our bad luck fun will always surround her...
until she dies...
but who knows how long that will take...
i wonder if she will ever truely decide to end her life....hmm....



writer's note:
umm....well bad luck surrounds me...and i wanted to write something about bad luck...but i didnt want it from my point of veiw...so i clicked for a new entry and wrote "bad luck" for the title..and then this just came out...it was as if i was speaking the words of bad luck itself...what they live for...the pleasure of destoring people's hope....idk..im strange...