The Curse

Prologue

I had no idea that,as time seemed to come to a complete stop, it would take me quite some time to get used to the fact that, the boy I was in love with, betrayed me for something that had caused my entire life to be a...well in three words...A hot mess.

The day I will come to hate the most is the day that, I had thought was the best day of my life. The day, I had finally found my one true love, one where I could fall completely, madly in love. That old saying is terribly true: Love is blind.

The day we met was oddly enough, the day we had just started high school and I may never forget the tall, squared ,black jaw and those broad ,black shoulders that seemed to go on for miles. His curly,blackish ,brownish hair and oh, those moca eyes that literally seemed to shine whenever he looked at me. Little did I know,that those eyes lit up for, an entirely different reason. ....My misery and pain that would haunt me till my last end.

I guess I should start at the beginning, before I get into why I am now mercilessly crying over the way my life has been changed. So here goes nothing. ...This is my story of my Curse.