Cursed For #life (I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for the delay, I've have been very busy) Sam it was saturday morning so that means no summer riding classes, for Joey, and date night with Grace was yesterday, no play dates... “what am I thinking!” I mumbled to myself, “I sound like a soccer mom...” I added rolling out of bed, “Maybe we’ll go to the park today,” I said to nobody. I looked at the clock and yawned. it was 9:23 A.M. so that means the girls will be getting up in around 40 minutes or so. That gave me some extra time to make breakfast, and pack a bag for the park. That is, if the girls want to go. Maybe I’ll invite Grace too? nah, I’m pretty sure she’s got something planned today, she told me something about it yesterday. I yawned loudly and stretched when I got to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and sighed... “I really need to go to the gym... I look like I’m dying from malnutrition.” I then quickly did my morning stuff and then walked to the kitchen to make breakfast for me, and the girls. I look in the fridge... “hmmm, nothing?” I groaned, Then checked the pantry. I scanned the shelves and found apples, canned fruit, jam, and bread. Then Joey came downstairs. “Goodmowning bwothew.” She said mid-yawn. I chuckled picking her up. “Hey sweetie, want some toast with jam?” I asked as she rubbed her eyes. She nodded, then I set her down into one of the chairs. I poked my head into the pantry to get the very last piece of bread, (Well beside the heel... We always feed those to the ducks at the pond whenever we go to the park). I took the heels and tucked them into a plastic baggy, as I did that I popped the piece of toast into the toaster. Just as I did that my phone vibrated in my jean pocket, I pulled it out and checked who it was, at the same time grabbing an apple and taking a bite. It was Grace: “Hey Sammy babe, do you wanna hang later ” I smiled, I knew what she meant... And oh did it sound nice, I really needed to let go of this stress I was feeling. I texted back taking another bite of my apple Sam: “Oh ya, come over at 10, I’ll be waiting ” I She texted back a few seconds later with a heart symbol and a smiley face. I rolled my eyes, She was so cute. I know, I’m only fifteen, and I should have probably waited, but... I don’t know, my #life was never a great #life, I was left with a mother that truly hated every single one of her children except my older sister Lilly. So I fell into a lot of ---- when I was about thirteen. That was my first party, I went with my buddies older cousin, he was able to slip us some drinks and I got wasted, I ended up losing my virginity to a fourteen year old girl named Maddie. It was great by the way, and I could tell she was very experienced... Anyway, I ended up getting pulled into that stuff, I used woman, and drank a lot. I do feel bad for hurting so many young girls, and I do regret always being drunk... But then I met grace, and she helped me out. She showed me what a real relationship was like, and helped me stop drinking... I was only thirteen and fourteen... Only thirteen and fourteen! I dropped all contact with my buddies cousin, and ended everything. Well not fully, I obviously still have a moderately active sex #life, in fact Grace was a virgin before I met her, but don’t worry, I waited until she thought she was fully ready. I knocked myself out of my memories when I heard the toaster pop. “The toast is weady bwothew!” She shouted. She must have been hungry... I pulled the bread out of the toaster, then spread butter and jam across the top of it, then placed it on a paper plate, “Here you go” I said, smiling. She thanked me and started eating. I quickly finished my apple and then packed the rest of the bag for the park. “Watcha doin?” Joey asked wiping her face and throwing her plate away. “Oh I forgot to tell you!” I said zipping the backpack shut, “We are going to the park today!” I exclaimed clapping my hands together. She grinned from ear to ear, “WEALLY?!?” She squealed happily I Smiled, “Yes, so go get your doll, and bring Frankie down for me, okay?” She nodded sprinting upstairs. I pulled my jacket on and waited for Joey and Frankie to come back down. After about five minutes Joey appeared with Frankie in her arms. “Oh, Joey, you got her dressed, that was very nice of you!” I took Frankie from Joey and placed her comfortable in my makeshift basket-car seat-carrier-thing that I made for her... (we don’t have the money for any real baby things). I tucked her in with a few blanket and then set her Other, Rose, beside her. Rose is just a temporary name, just until Frankie is old enough to choose a permanent name for her Other. Frankie was cursed with the red fox, she had silky blonde hair one green eye, and one blue eye, she was very petite and got most all of her looks from our father. After I got Frankie and Rose situated, we set off.

Cursed For #life For all the people who read my book, I just wanted to inform you about some things, First off, I try to write a new part every week. The new part is unedited. Then I'll edit that part and put it on here. So make sure you comment before I edit to give me some constructive criticism, because, they really help. I know I have pretty bad grammar and spelling so if you come across any of that make sure to tell me! Thanks so much for reading because it is really encouraging, bye!

Cursed For #life Naomi I vaguely remember promising myself that this summer was going to be amazing. In fact Damian, Candy, and I had a huge discussion over it. “Naomi, this summer we are gonna go places! Damians got the money, you got the smarts, and I'm the best one ‘cause I make stuff un-boring.” Candy had said. It always made me laugh thinking about it. Candy had a great sense of humor, one of her best qualities! She could make anyone smile. I shook my head and quickly turned my attention back to my back to school shopping list. School started in a week... No I was wrong, Hell started in a week, I mean I love school and all, but ever since two weeks ago I haven't. The activists were really picking up their game because of the fact that we were all going into highschool... I think it was to impress their parents, who are also activists, and high ranked ones at that! And who was their main target... BINGO, you guessed it, me. I don’t know why, maybe because my hair is the color of a traffic cone, or maybe because I’m cursed with one of the rarest animals in the world, or that I was small and defenseless, or maybe... I stopped there, because I knew that there were more than a million reasons for why they targeted me. I rolled my eyes, My head could wander so far off topic... ‘come on Naomi, focus’ I thought to myself. I crumpled the paper up and stuck in my jean pocket. “Why the ---- Am I worrying about this now?!?” I asked myself, frustrated. I shook my head and slouched over my desk, Yawning. after a few minutes of nothing I decided to phone Candy for a sleepover, I dialed the number but then decided against pressing ‘send’. I was too tired for her. I mean I loved her like a sister, but I couldn’t handle her sometimes. I grabbed my book bag and filled it with the things I usually took with me when I went out, “Pawz! Were going to the park!” I yelled as I pulled a light sweater on. Pawz walked in lazily then climbed into my book bag. I left the house leaving a note on the counter saying I will be gone for a while. In FaunaFlora Autumnbrook it was legal to drive a scooter or motorcycle without a special license or even a license at all. As long as I passed the YD (young Drivers) test Which was just a little certificate saying that it was okay to drive a scooter/motorcycle before I turned 16. It was helpful. the scooter was purple with a grey seat and handlebars. I had a couple of bumper stickers on it, but my favorite was one that said ‘Pro cursed’ with a picture of a cursed, Other, and human holding hands, and beside it had writing that said ‘We are one Heart away from change’. I admired it momentarily then hopped onto my scooter. The park was a fifteen minute ride from my home; It was a clearing in the tree it had a picnic table, with a barbecue next to it, a round a ‘bout, a teeter totter, a swing set, and a slide. It was very simple and thats what I like about it. Damian, Candy, and I used to play here constantly when we were little. Now, well, we still come here a lot, but not as much, and we don’t ‘play’. We just hang out I guess. I parked my scooter, then set Pawz down. “Okay we're here, now what do you wanna do?” She asked walking towards a tree that seemed perfect for climbing. I followed her and thought about the question, “I don’t know... I just needed to get away from the despicable school shopping list! I swear everytime I look at it I feel as if the activists are right there staring at me” I said sighing. Pawz rolled her eyes, “Naomi, you don’t really think they’ll go to that much of an extreme do you?--” I cut her off, “YES, because it’s high school. And the activists WILL be stepping up their game!” I growled angrily. “You don’t know that!” She huffed back. We ended there. Pawz knows they’ll step up their game, she know’s the what when why where and how of it all. Though, she’s only denying it because she hates when I think about that stuff. I ignored her chatter and brought out my laptop. It was very small, Small enough to be easily carried with one hand. it suited me though. I logged into my account (the only account) and started writing. admiring the cool fall weather. I could have easily typed all day long, though, with the snap of a twig and the udderly familiar scent of sweat, and french fry’s I knew I wouldn’t be able too.

Cursed for #life Cursed for #life Sam (www. AbcsofdaCursed.com) 'When you're cursed, you are cursed with a specific animal, you have some features of that animal but not all, for example: You'll have the ears, tail, and whiskers of a cat, but your body isn't covered in hair and you don't stand on four legs. Height wise, if the animal you are cursed with is small then you tend to be shorter in height and smaller in body mass. If it's larger you tend to be taller with more body mass. Every person who is cursed has two different colored eyes, one color comes from the father, and the other come from the mother. If the parents are cursed, lets say mom had one brown and one blue eye, and dad had one green and one black eye than you could either get brown or blue from the mom, and green or black from the dad. Mentally speaking, the Cursed are much more creative than the average human being, but their level of intellect is average, though, this can very depending the species of animal their cursed with. the Cursed tend to lack social skills, but this is caused by society's doing. On another note, anyone who is Cursed has heightened senses, and can see in the dark. But some abilities are gender specific, male's are much stronger than females and females are much faster than males. Diet wise, The Cursed eat like any other human. And can digest it without any troubles… They can also eat, and live off of, 'their animal diet' So, if you're cursed with the cat, you could easily live off of cat food. Or if you're Cursed with a bird, you could live off of seeds and grains. one of the most commonly asked question is,"Is being Cursed contagious?" The answer is yes, and no. No, you can not catch it like a flu, and it can not randomly spread like a disease. and genetic wise it is completely random, But it is like an STD. If someone who isn't cursed has sexual intercourse with someone who isn’t, Then within 24 hours that person will be cursed.’ -Continue Reading- I yawned, rubbing my eyes. I had spent hours reading a website for a class project. We were supposed to write a 2,000 word essay on why or why not the Cursed should keep their rights. We would also have to include the common characteristics of the Cursed, and if their was any bias involved. Like if your parents were activist’s or if you were an activist. Or if your parents were pro cursed, or if you were pro cursed. And if you were cursed or not. Thankfully we didn’t have to include any information about the Others. I think there are five out of twenty students in my class that are cursed. give or take one or two. so maybe that meant 25% of the population was cursed. I went to another sight to back up my theory. My eyes had quickly grown tired of reading and my mind went decided to think of other things, come to think of it My buddy Charlie was cursed with the monkey. Specifically the spider monkey. This thought got me thinking... He was just like any other guy I knew, I noted this in my essay. The only difference was his physical features... And I guess he had some monkey characteristics. He along with two other guys were my buddies. We skated together any chance we got... My mind drifted off... Those were some great times. Me hanging with the guys, then I’d go out with Grace, my girlfriend, to a movie. Then we’d all go out to dinner me, Grace, the guys, and their girls... That was nine months ago. Nine months ago I got an B- on that project. nine months ago I could go out with friends, and have a blast... nine months ago my mom got pregnant, six months ago, I found out, Three months ago We found out it was Cursed. After that happened all hell broke loose, Mom got hooked on anti depressants, and other prescription medication during the pregnancy. After the birth was numb showing no emotion, and refusing to hold her baby and its other. All because of how much she hated her. Not because of the pain, but just because of her hate for being Cursed. It made me sick. Even when she went to name the poor little girl you could feel the rage radiating from her words, “Name the ugly rat Frankenstein!” The ugliest thing she could think of at the time through the high of prescription medication. But When the doctor went to write the name down I dragged him into the other room and begged him to simply put Frankie on the sheet. when he did the only thing that came out of my mouth was a sigh in relief. But it didn’t stop there no matter how much I wanted it to. When we took the baby home my mother left Frankie in the car and went inside with my older sister, Lilly, following close behind. Not bothering to care about what happened to her day old baby. I sat their in cold silence along with my other younger sister Joey. forgotten in a broken van that smelled of mold First I cussed until I ran out of breath. then I cried. Then screamed. Then took the crying baby out of the moldy old carseat and rocked her to sleep, along with Joey who just sat in silence the entire time. Thats when I swore to myself that I would never let anything happen to my sister’s and would forever support the Cursed community. then here three months after the pregnancy and a year from that essay. My little sister, Frankie, is three months old now. And she has never once seen her mothers face for more than ten seconds. Lilly is gone 95% of the time, and my mother sits on her butt and watches the TV, scarfing down chips, and medication ‘delicious’. And me, taking care of two girls on my own. I am still in a relationship with Grace, and still keep in contact with my buddies, but... I am spending all my time with the girls, feeding them, keeping them healthy, making sure Joey keeps her grades up, and that Frankie stays alive. though I’ve aged and it’s visible. I feel forty when I’m only fifteen, And I look it too. my eyes reddened and surrounded with bags from lack of sleep. Stubble clouding my skin... and my hair, an awful, tangly mess of brown. But its better than letting Frankie die, and my sister fall apart.

Cursed For #life I will be starting the new and improved 'Cursed for #life' very, very soon and hope everyone who loved it in the past, will love it even more now. So please tune in because within the next one to two weeks it will be here!!!