Kharma is after me!

Kharma is after me!

I am the first one in line! Kharma can just wait, along with Fate and Death. I am going places! No one can tell me that my life will change! I have set my plans in stone! But then,

my mom called me in for dinner. Our game of Destiny would have to keep until tomorrow. I waved my chubby hand good-bye to the other neighborhood misfits & ran into my house.

The next day, the kids from around the street met again to start the game of Destiny. We sat in a circle, leaning forward in anticipation, as Jace rolled the dice.

"Snake eyes!" Jace said softly. He & the other kids all looked sorrowfully at me. I now knew my destiny. I got up, brushed the grass from my jeans, & headed to Old Lady Warnick's.

I knew not my destiny because I could never understand what Old Lady Warnick's prophecy meant. She spoke in spooky weird riddles. Well I'm going back there and I'm going to

Let Dr. Sreventee know how I feel about shards of glass in my pepperoni pizza. I saved them in this baggie and will put them somewhere so they will taste them. They will pay for it

and for Mexico. Dr. Sreventee signed the letter. This would make it appear as if he was endorsing this deal but not enough to cost him prison time. His dessert fork was bloody and

his living. That having been achieved everything else is a sham. To be alive is to be free. You're not swimming in a river of fire unless you are swimming in a river of fire. Swim.