my curse

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       This is my story, I'm going to keep it short. There isn't much to say on it, this story won't win any awards or get many reads. I am writing this as a warning, I am writing this so that my story is heard. Whether by many or few it does not matter. It is just something that I cannot hold in any longer. 
         My story only has a beginning and a middle, there is no end to it. I have yet to see it through to the end. I am still learning and I am still growing. I have allot to work on and not much I can actually do.
         I'm sure now I am getting confusing so let us go back to the beginning, or where I assume this story began. It could be the only explanation I can see.
        I was a teenager once, we all were. Spending my weekends with beer and bon fires and good friends. We were always up to one kind of mischief or another.
       One day we came across a book at a local book store. Which book? It Doesn't matter I only read it once. It had incantations and the names of demons and summoning rituals.
        Now you see where my story is going.
        There was an entire chapter in this book on the summoning of a fire God. I cannot remember the name of the god. Allot has happened since that night, it has been years since I had thought about it.
        The ritual was easy enough to perform for a few kids. All it required was the words, check, a pentacle carved into the Earth, check, and fire, triple check. We had another bon fire and several torches lining the pentacle.
      For those of you that don't know a pentacle and a pentagram are different. Pentacles rest inside a giant circle. This circle works as a barrier to keep evil in. Never break the pentacle.
        I myself invoked the god. I read the words, I put my all into them, watching to see something cool.
        Can you Guess what happened? Absolutely nothing. Everything stayed  as normal. So what did we do? We broke out the beer and partied until the sun came up. We were kids? What can I say?
       It wasn't for a few years that I started noticing things. These things in Hindsight were happening since that day but it wasn't until much later that I noticed. Not until it was already too late.
       Some of it might sound unbelievable, but I promise you that my words are true.
       First, I noticed that as I drive my car I never hit a single red light. This is true, after awhile and mostly recently I have paid close attention to how many red lights stop me on my commute. There are seven total between myself and work. I am slowed down due to the normal hustle and bustle but upon reaching a stop light it is always green.
        Second, any time I play the lottery I always win. Granted usually it's just my money back, but I never lose. There have been times that I've won fifty to two-hundred dollars. Whenever I'm broke I always end up finding twenty bucks in a parking lot, or whenever I'm in need of something someone pops up ready to just give it to me.
          Third, and this one is probably the most unbelievable, I have fallen more than twenty feet, I have been thrown from a moving vehicle, I have been in an accident at close to a hundred miles an hour that completely crushed my car leaving it totalled and me without a seatbelt on I had gotten out and walked  away completely unharmed. I have never broken a bone and I rarely get sick except for severe fevers from time to time.
           You might be saying, "that's not so bad! You're a super hero! You're indestructible!" I'm no hero. I'm just a normal guy living a normal life. That's all I want. I have pathetic dreams of just falling in love, having a good career and starting a family one day.
         That right there ladies and gentlemen is why I titled this "my curse" rather than "my gift" or my blessing". there is a down side to every upside I am afraid.
         I have been to more funerals than I can count. I'm constantly finding myself surrounded by people that don't genuinely care for me. Emotionally and romantically I am wrecked. It's become predictable at this point. Love isn't an option for me. I'll never have what I truelly want.
        Oh and global warming is now thing.
        I've noticed these patterns in my life, the good and the bad. I have tossed and turned at night. Fickle is the mind. Do I wallow and weep for what I've lost or do I rejoice in what I've gained? Honestly it's a harder decision than you might think.
       I write this now because I have come to a single conclusion. The fire God did come that night. He didn't show himself and we never banished him. Maybe that is what will solve all of my problems.
       This is my confession. This is the beginning of my story. I honestly don't know if I will continue it. All I do know is that I released a demon on the world and somehow he and I are connected. Somehow I will banish him. A curse weighs heavier than any blessing on the soul.