Am I Really a Jinx?
For ten years, my family had called me a jinx.
When I was three years old, my dad claimed that he lost a major project because he had to take care of me due to my illness.
My mom wanted to buy me sweets, only to end up getting hit by a car in front of a candy store. That was how she hurt her arm.
My older sister, Siena Bell, often claimed that she screwed up in her tests simply because I kept breaking her pens.
One day, my mom invited a shaman named Mr. Reyes over. After inspecting the house, he contemplated for a while.
"This child is affiliated with misfortune by nature. She's a walking jinx who absorbs the entire family's luck."
He then added, "But if she has a life of misfortune, y
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