Everything about my life is and had been an accident, in fact my entire existence was accidental. My mother had a sucsessful career and wasn't planning on having children, my father wanted kids but was willing to wait for her. But that all changed when my mom got pregnant, I was that 0.01% left to chance on the birth control pill box. My father was extatic, my mom, not so much. Even under the constant care and protection of my parents, I have always managed to somehow screw up, to cut my hand while cooking, to get kicked in the face by a kid on a swing set. My life had been nothing but me being careful and making sure not to trip over cracks on the side walk, to always take ramps and elevators in public places, not willing to risk the stairs. I was always careful and always safe, that is until I met James.
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The Diary of an Accidental Abigail
Teen FictionEverything about Abigail Anderson was completely normal, except for her unprecedented failure and extreme accident proness. She was always careful until she met someone who would change her life forever.
