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[apocalypsos]

My parents have this thing in the wall between their dining room and kitchen that's basically wooden bars in a frame. They took out the whole thing today to replace it and found that before my dad had put in the frame, I wrote my name, the date (October something, 1986, which would have made my little brother six months old at the time), the word "BORN" and the day I was born in 1977, and then the word "DIED" in big letters right under it.

Um ... I hope that's not some sort of omen.

*shifty eyes*

Stupid fate-tempting nine-year-old me.

Comments

[ashenmote.livejournal.com]

Hey. Fate, like everyone, prefers to ignore nine-year-olds antics.

[polydad.livejournal.com]

Everybody dies sooner or later; just don't do it *today*.

best,

Joel