She was smart like that, and lucky like that, and people loved the hell out of her. They didnt love the hell out of me; they ran the hell away from me. It wasnt like I was a bad person or anything, I just had a lot of accidents. I didnt mean accidents like I ate glue and then peed myself on a regular basis. I just tripped more than usual, and accidently set things on fire more than what would be considered normal. I got kicked out of the village school only one moon-cycle before graduation for accidently making one of the teachers bald. How do you accidently make someone bald? Thats a good question. All you really need is a bucket of warm tar to accidently toss onto the back of their head. How do you get a bucket of warm tar? You dont go looking for it or anythingor at least I didnt. It was just sitting on the road outside the school and I thought I should carry it inside to ask what it was.
