Chance
For me, chance was just another word for luck. Luck was something that always had a negative outcome on me, and that was never going to change.
I had signed up for a drawing to win a "treasure box" because I was dared to by my older brother, Mase. However, although I had about .137629/ 200000000 chance to win, I was the so called "lucky" winner who won the superb prize. Somebody please kill me now.
I wouldn't have minded if they would send it to my house, however, because of my mother's paranoid self about people coming to stalk us if one were to know our address, I had to walk to the nearest post office to get a prize that I absolutely did not want. Oh! Did I mention that it was about an hour away?
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Tales of Juniper Davidson: The Sword of Biremes
FantasyJuniper, often called J.J by her close friends, had lived a considerable normal life. However, that all changed when she picks up a prize she won at the nearest post office. It all goes downhill from there. Having won a bladeless sword, and practic...
